editing this dude's erotica manuscript. it's about a middle aged man and a 15 year old girl. the editing part is quite an excavation. the writer makes her talk like an 8 year old ("you mean it comes in parts?" she'll say, referring to male genitalia). i don't even think he's being extra pervy. he just doesn't remember what it feels like to be a 15 year old girl. i, on the other hand, don't think i ever stopped remembering.
anyway, yay for work on a sunday night. i'm gonna go out for coffee or something.
to local pepes: got a couch to sell me?
anyway, yay for work on a sunday night. i'm gonna go out for coffee or something.
to local pepes: got a couch to sell me?
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The thought of you lounging on couches is very 19th century. Very Oscar Wilde or Edith Sitwell
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Bingo!!! 