• Swim, long boys, swim. Your statuesque bodies titilate my senses. Your pectorals glisten in the sun, as you simulate waves that move me. Jump boldly, and emerge from the blunderous attempts at replicating your rival's grace. Laugh hysterically and infectiously. Magical beings you become. Frolicking. In the water, you claim dominion. Deliciously delectable and salty on my palate. I look on with hunger. The bitter aftertaste in my mouth. I swallow pool water accidentally. It is so agreeably disgusting. But I stay, so I can perverse a little longer.

• Sounds the way a David Hockney painting looks.
  I assumed some gay guy wrote this . . .
  but could be written by a WOMAN ha ha ha ha

  NomadMonadon January 07, 2019   Link

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    haha I see. What lovely colourful art. It's a little bit Lolita inspired, hence the perverted phrasing.

    alterEgoon January 08, 2019  

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