
Wordoodle: The Clock Struck Midnight
It’s the middle of the night! My cock, stiff, like a monster, urgent, alert, upright, the stretch skin waking me up! I try to sleep! Thick, sticky, slippery. I toss. I turn. Throw off my sheets. It is that time of year again? The air is hot then cold, chilled, sticky, creamy with rot and decay, sap oozes! I stretch. Then I listen. A door … Continue reading Wordoodle: The Clock Struck Midnight