Cynthia stood in the middle of the laughing crowd somewhat shocked. As she surveyed the scene betwixt her legs she was at first struck by the crimson mess. Then, by the mysterious piece of blood soaked fabric which had landed on her best ballroom shoes. It was a good few seconds before she recognised it; it was, of course the gusset of her finest bloomers.
Struck, though she was, by embarrassment that the state of her intimacies was revealed to the whole room, she could not help but join in the raucous guffawing of the assembly.
"Oh Dr Haversack!" she exclaimed, for it was he who had procured for her the exploding tampon which had provided such mirthful devastation.
Also her pubes were all burnt and her clit was blistered.
(The Personality Horse www.tinyurl.com/perhor, Tue 22 May 2012, 13:38, 3 replies)

222%trufax

(The Personality Horse www.tinyurl.com/perhor, Tue 22 May 2012, 13:44, closed)

idst

(The Personality Horse www.tinyurl.com/perhor, Tue 22 May 2012, 13:47, closed)

Can I drink beer in your garden?
You don't need to be there, it's jsut a general question
( Two Hats I saw someone eating M&M's with a spoon, Tue 22 May 2012, 14:48, closed)