You may have noticed that this blog runs the gamut
of topics. Romance, sex, writing, my life, venting, a bit of humour, today’s
post is about something so far out you won’t even believe it.
Before you read any
further, it is only fair to warn you that what you are about to read will burn
your retinas out. There isn’t enough bleach in the world to clear off the
image. I know, because I saw it first-hand!
I’ve seen some strange
things in my life, and I’m sure that in the future I’ll see some things I never
expected to see. But what I witnessed the other day takes the cake.
It started when I was
out running errands with the Spawn. It had been a good morning and we were
headed home. We pull up to a light with one car in front of us. A white pickup
truck pulls up just past us on our right, but not all the way up to the light.
He stopped halfway between us and the car in front of us. Here’s where things
start to go awry. I look over and his left arm and shoulder are jerking and
twitching around.
Joking,
I say, “Look at that guy. He’s jacking off.”
The
Spawn looks over and laughs. “It sure looks like it,” she agrees and we joke
back and forth a bit about how funny it looks, and about how nasty our minds
must be to even think that way.
The
guy, about 65, big, fat and nasty looking; seems to be staring at the phone in
his right hand and is twitching his left to beat the band …. Or whatever.
The
light changes, we start going, but he doesn’t move. We look over at him, his
arm is jerking faster and his face is all scrunched up and he has that
pleasure-pain look of a man in orgasm. IN HIS TRUCK! At one in the afternoon!
ICK!
I’m
all for fun and games in the car, but couldn’t he wait until he got home? Or until
he found a secluded parking lot? I guess when the urge strikes you just have to
go for it.
Now
if you’ll excuse me, I have to go bleach my eyes.
Hugs
Katie
PS: I'll try to get back to the stages of seduction soon.