I Met Elvis In Your Woods One

I Had Never Seen So Many Cute Men In One Place In My Life. But I Could Tell They Were Not For Me. Russell Was Like The Gay Vampire Hugh Hefner, And This Was The Playboy Mansion, With An Emphasis On The "boy.

Hey, Our Hair's The Same Color," I Said, Eyeing Us Side By Side In The Mirror. Sure Is, Girlfriend." Eric Grinned At Me. "but Are You Blond All The Way Down?" Don't You Wish You Knew?" Yes," He Said Simply. Well, You'll Just Have To Wonder." I Am," He Said. "blond Everywhere," I Could Tell As Much From Your Chest Hair." He Raised My Arm To Check My Armpit. "you Silly Women, Shaving Your Body Hair," He Said, Dropping My Arm.

But There's A Juicy Artery In Your Groin," He Said After A Pause To Regroup, His Voice As Slithery As A Snake On A Slide. "don't You Talk Dirty," I Told Him. "i Won't Listen To That.

Should I Just Bite You, And End It All?", He Whispered. "i Would Never Have To Think About You Again. Thinking About You Is An Annoying Habit And One I Want To Be Rid Of.

Sometimes You Just Have To Regret Things And Move On.