It was a warm, sticky, and heated night. Tomo lay starry eyed on his
love bed. He thought happily to himself of a blond, blue eyed wonder.
Another night, another day will dawn, and not another thought will stray far
from this blond eyed beauty. He giggled and blushed at himself, muttering,
“I’m *SO* naughty. I shouldn’t be thinking about *THAT*.” He flopped
over on his stomach, grabbing a heart shaped pillow. Gazing around his
room, the decor looked similar to that of “I Dreamed of Jeannie”. He jumped
up and dug through piles of clothes while humming “Blue Eyes Blue”.
“I found it!” He then took out a heart shaped box tied with a frilly red
lace. Carefully, with the most gentle hands, he opened the box. There lay his
most SACRED FORBIDDEN (for other eyes to see) clam shin. Giggling
softly to himself, he lay down on his bed holding the shin close to his heart.
In a singsong voice, he whispered “Nakago...”. As he drifted off into
sleep, his clam shin popped open. And the fun illusions began... (the story
begins too).
Is it too tough to handle already?? Go back you weakling.
It's so tempting...give me more
