The menu
for breakfast i’d like a little kiss
and maybe stroke you hair
for lunch i’d like to rub your back
or you feet, i don’t much care
for dinner, please can i kiss your breasts
and touch you right down there
and for dessert-
sorry sir, dessert is off tonight
This entry was posted on 12.03.09 by Kyle. It was filed under comedy, flash fiction, love, romance, writing and was tagged with eating out, food, menu.
It’s so hard to skip dessert! Lovely post. I’m starting to count on you! The pressure is on! You must continue being extraordinary at all times. I have great faith in you. I have a sneaking suspicion that every word falling out of your mouth is beautiful.
Bisous,
Dawn
12.03.11 at 14.17
i’ll do my best to keep it up for you – in more ways than one 😉
12.03.11 at 14.20
Aww why is desert off the menu? 😦
12.03.10 at 13.43
i dunno hehehe i just wanted to be funny 🙂
12.03.10 at 13.44
It never ceases to amaze me how you can mingle erotic and sweet so well. You need to teach classes or something.
12.03.10 at 00.30
you’re too kind
12.03.11 at 11.49
I wasn’t trying to flatter you honey… I was fishing for free lessons.
12.03.11 at 16.22
ask away
12.03.11 at 16.26
Awww. I loved it! 😛
12.03.09 at 18.12
and i love you 😀
12.03.09 at 19.37
Haha. How I wish! 😛
12.03.09 at 19.44