Friday, 26 November 2010
Saturday, 20 November 2010
Monday, 15 November 2010
La bourgeoise s'épate
'I am scandalised at these salacious details,' she said. Her eyes twinkled with the prurient lusts of the desiccated and empty.
'But they are entirely your own invention,' I objected. She could not hear me above the sounds of her hands rustling in her underwear.
'Oh how astonishing to find myself - me, just an unassuming housewife - part of this bohemian world'.
Like all the other products of her imagination, she made it sound like a shopping centre.
'But they are entirely your own invention,' I objected. She could not hear me above the sounds of her hands rustling in her underwear.
'Oh how astonishing to find myself - me, just an unassuming housewife - part of this bohemian world'.
Like all the other products of her imagination, she made it sound like a shopping centre.
Saturday, 6 November 2010
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