the back and forthback an fortback an forth nauseated him
                                                               he didnt wear glasses
the optometrist said his eyes were 20/20

Then why am I having trouble reading smaller print

You aren’t getting any younger, are you?

No

That’s what your trouble is, and from where I sit getting older isn’t bad when you hold it up, compare it to not getting older. Huh?

Readers. 2X magnification is fine. Nothing more.

Thanks doc

You’re welcome.

when he wants to read at night he slips the readers on but keeps his eyes shut until he has the book open before his face  

he doesnt look away from the print  anif he has to he closes his eyes and removes the readers before he opens them again

looking away bespectacled things blur  are unfocused reminding him of the mornings after Datura jimsonweed trips he ventured
         first time he had was with a friend Mary ofcourse it was hed do whatever itd take to get in her pants when they were introduced he chemicallyimmediately he wanted to fuck her a gawddamn switch thrown wanted to eat her alive  no garnish 

turned out that while they had more things in common than they thought she preferred being coybeing a cocktease and distanced herself from his sexual advances

they became great friends without favours

she did grace him though with a few handjobs

intent intensely he watched her handher eyes her handher eyes her handher eyes as she stroked his cock  teased  pinched  stroked  brought him to the edge then didnt let him go over it

she didnt meet his eyes

they were the longest most erotic handjobs he ever got

when she finally let him cum a great gout of cum shot into the airan inverted elongated exclamation point then a lesser gout and mark then lesser  and lesser    and finally a quivering ooze

he came on them both

he came in her hair

on her cheek

on his shoulder

his chest

she looked at him  then herself

happy mischievous eyes 
                          then rapidly shed yank his cockstroke itwhip his cum to a lather and he struggledwouldnt stop herstruggled didnt stop hertried not blowing his mind out the top of his skull beads of pearlcum clung to the back of her hand he bucked his hips his eyes went in an out of focus he laughed a queer laugh a mad laugh and in the harrumphthe frenzy in his eyes he imagined forcing her to give him headimagined yanking her pants downpanties torn offrubbing his face in her cunt he could smell her she was getting off tooimagined her straddling himfucking him
                                                                                                      suddenly she unhanded him smiled deviously I can’t. I can’t. asif she could read his mindsee them in his eyes I can’t.

I have to shower.

You have to shower.

they showered together

fuckinChrist a platonic shower

his erection went in with them

she laughed  Quit poking me, woudja? Quit.  Quit it!

Its got a mind of its own

she grasped him with a warm wet soapy hand  smiled

Okay, but a quick one.


                           he ejaculated a rocket of jism that lashed the glass shower door looked like queer alien writing

You know what that says he said staying her hands from cupping water dousing it away

she humoured him  No I don’t.

It says  Fuck him

Fuck him? Fuck you?  You think I want my vagina paintedstretchedblasted with that force? You might kill me.

It aint Russian roulette

So says the man with the loaded gun.

when he was around her his vision kept coming and going and coming and going

she may have contributed to corrupting his vision

yet if he closed his eyes
                         he could see her perfectly  wolfish canines  her lips curled    predatory

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