Mine does not compare

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My Cronkite Moment

Once years ago (late 90's) I was on my way up to visit C.

in the Carlyle Hotel Tower.

Being Waspy, they had apartment numbers

but not on the doors or hallways.

So upon reaching the penthouse foyer,

I had two opposing facing doors to choose from,

I choose what I thought would be the park view...

I could hear someone shifting ice in a tumbler of libations.

After knocking,

I heard a low rumbled sigh

And.....

" You've got the wrong door..."

"He's across the hall..."

SIGH"

I knew the voice then and now.

I found my party.

But can you imagine, being at the top of your game,

only to want to relax in semi-retirement

in a Central Park facing penthouse.

To be interrupted night after night,,,

by the comings and goings of your neighbor's

Guests...

I laughed my apology and ran to the other door...

I have always felt for the fellow.

He handled it much better than I could ever hope.

R.

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Urgh, the Difference

The Difference between being a nasty pig and being Nasty, just plain nasty are many.

Naughty is more of my territory but,

I have met all kinds and many think that being nasty is appealing.

Free Will, Freedom of Expression and Myself, all adjust to this belief.

I have a handsome, very handsome friend,

who refuses to wear deodorant.

Thinks it's more manly,

So is eating what you killed with your bare hands in the subway on Wednesday Rush-hour.

FRESH is always appealing, Stale, Stank and Stinky are just that.

Three dwarfs who did not make the cut.

Here is a sample,

Met this fellow online,,

Seemed fine for a rather desperate moment,

was with a friend, seemed fine also.

That changed as the friend was convinced that the sight of his

unwashed, un-clean ass hole, protruding in the air as he blasted long,

bladder farts after being fisted was a sign that he was

" A NASTY PIG"

and he kept staring at me from between my knees asking

" Am I a nasty pig", "I think I am a nasty pig" , " Am I the Nasty Pig"........

and on and on and on and on and still farting on.....

Until, I caught the final stomach working smell from him and said

" NO, you are just NASTY"

Needless to say being a gent,

I left ..

I still get messages from the host,

such as...

would be honored to service

you in any way you see fit.

I can't forget the day you

were in my apartment

and my ex-friend sucked

your dick and he thought

he was a great pig.

you and I knew differently.

I wish I had had the chance

to show you my phenomenal

oral skills and after sucking on

your amazing cock for a few hours

I would gladly throw my bubble ass

in the air and let you mount me and

fuck me like the dog that I am.

anytime. I think you are so sexy in

such an interesting way. I want to be

one of the sex pigs you have scattered

across the city so you can get serviced

whenever you want. well,

I'm available anytime you want.

tonight?

xxxx on west xxth st.

STILL,,,,,,,

OMG.

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