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Survival Survival One more goddamn day when I know what I want And my want will be considered tonight.
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A bright light behind him illuminated her against the background of the evening sky, so it was like her body was the only thing in the world for him to see. She immediately wrapped her arms across her chest, as her face flushed hot in embarrassment. But in her haste, she didn't cover herself well at all, which just made her ripe melons squeeze out in an even more mouthwateringly delicious way. She was mortified, but being nearly naked and vulnerable in front of him was also a huge turn on.
Her pink nipples stood up, proud and alert, like sentinels startled awake by a strange sound in the night. Her flush spread further down her neck and over her breasts, making the skin prickle all over her body. Worse yet, she could feel her clit starting to engorge and stiffen, as it slowly awakened from its slumber. Oh no, not that! I'd just die if he found out about that!
She was ashamed about her extra large clit. It wasn't grossly large, but it was big enough for her to get teased about it a couple of times during showers during Phys.
But then it occurred to her, Wait, why am I upset by this? I've been trying to come up with some excuse to take my top off pretty much ever since Mom suggested it right before she left. This is a pivotal moment. We've kissed a couple of times before, but each time he seemed to "come to his senses" and stop. This time, I'm not going to let him do that! I'm going to grab the opportunity and celebrate my lucky break!
With that new attitude, she gave him a devastating "come hither" smile and dramatically thrust her tremendous rack forward as if in invitation. Mesmerized, especially by the way her tits jiggled seemingly endlessly, he recognized her invitation and accepted it gladly. He reached out with both hands and gently hefted her twin beauties. He twirled her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger, lightly at first and then more roughly, feeling them get harder and harder as more blood rushed to them.
Yes, yes, yes! Two-plus years I've wanted to do this! What nipples! With abandon, total abandon! And she's loving it! Just listen to her sexy moans. Totally sweet! She looked down at his hands having their way with her boobs. She was scandalized, excited, and more than a little bit aroused. Oh God! This is it! The turning point! There's no turning back now. Good-bye to "just friends" and hello to being lovers!
Her body trembled with fear and desire, and the smell of aroused pussy was thick in the night air, but she didn't make any move to push his hands away. WHAT are you doing?! You can't just do that!
And, and, and playing with their breasts! And their nipples. What a stupid thing to say. Obviously he can. He just DID!
He's just not supposed to. Oh my God, that feels great! ALL of me is tingling. I need to regain control!
He reluctantly released her breasts and said, "Umm, sorry. But you started it I don't know how that happened. I don't do that. You're the one who kissed me! Why am I acting like I don't want this? He replied, "Yeah, but that's only because you draped yourself over me and said, 'Alan, please! He also felt silly sitting there holding her top out to her when she wasn't taking it.
At the same time, she was miffed at being misunderstood. I'm happy! I want you to I feel naked and exposed. A part of me wants to put that back on. But I need to be brave. I willingly took my top off in front of him on the beach yesterday. This isn't any different, is it? Other than the fact that we're alone? And sitting in the same chair? And his boner is sticking nearly out of his swimsuit? And the fact that my parents will be gone for hours, hours for him to have his way with me if I let him?!
Dear God! This is so scary and so exciting! This is what I've been missing! Her eyes locked in on his crotch. It's twitching and wiggling!
Oh God, I can't let it touch my clit! Down girl, DOWN! I've never been happier than being here with you. And don't you want this? He was still holding the top out to her.
Finally, she shook her hair back and dropped her arms, as if she did this every day. Needless to say, that shaking created a tit-quake of epic proportions. But instead of being bashful about it, she was determined to revel in it and prolong it. When her great globes finally stopped jiggling, she whispered, "I like being topless for you!
Forget my top. I want you to look all you want. And even Trying to keep her voice light and unconcerned, she said, "Sure I'm sure.
Why not? What's the big deal? I mean, I had my top off yesterday at the beach, right? So, where were we? She gulped, her mouth suddenly dry, her heart pounding wildly. Despite her determined attitude, she had never felt so exposed or embarrassed in her life. Even her experience of being topless in front of Alan and Glory at the beach didn't compare, because here she knew that now she was basically offering her body for him to play with - possibly for hours!
He stared in amazement for a moment, but he wasn't going to argue, not if it meant a chance to ogle and fondle her massive melons some more. He was having a hard time not cumming, just from the visual splendor of her perfect body, but he kept his cool.
He tossed her bikini top on the ground next to the chair. As she turned her head to watch it land, he leaned forward and confidently cupped her breasts again with both hands. So, tell me, why wouldn't I be okay?
She gulped again, and shivered all over. She looked down at his fingers, which had resumed expertly tweaking her nipples. Well of course, he's a tit man. What did you think he was gonna do? But why does he have to be so Despite her thoughts, a commanding man was exactly what she really wanted. It was what she'd been fantasizing about recently, because she knew she needed someone like that to cut through her doubts and hesitation. She felt an even stronger involuntary shiver of sensation reverberate outwards from where her skin touched his fingertips, to coalesce in seemingly totally unconnected places, as if they were being tickled and itched at the same time.
She was temptingly close to a climax already. God, I can feel that all over my body! What were we talking about, anyway? She thought back to her nightmare, and that snapped her back to full mental alertness. She remembered with vivid clarity the sight of him falling off the building, and the sickening crunching sound of his body hitting the concrete two stories down. She dropped her head and chest back down and enveloped him in another tight hug.
A terrible nightmare! I dreamt you were DEAD! Or at least badly maimed. And it was all my fault! He'd had some experience with sobbing women lately or, in this case, a woman on the verge of sobbing , and quickly took quick steps to soothe her.
He grudgingly released a breast and brushed back her hair. Staring into her eyes from just inches away he said kindly, "It's okay. Don't worry. It's probably just an after effect from the fight today. Was your dream about a fight? His hands slid over her silky skin in a titillating yet reassuring way.
It was just your stress about the real fight coming out. The dream doesn't mean anything. Remember, in real life, you DID save me. Don't forget that. I know I never will! He saw a few tears leak from her eyes. He decided drastic action was needed, something to make her forget all about her nightmare. He bent his head down and kissed his way up the curve of her neck and onto her chin. He kissed his way all over her face. He didn't stop there, and soon his lips were back on hers.
Surprised, she opened her mouth to speak, but that merely gave him an opening to slip his tongue in. Soon they were passionately engaged in another open mouthed kiss. Sure enough, his plan worked. She didn't completely forget her dream, but its emotional power faded away.
Before long, all she could think about was how good it felt to make out with him. Admittedly, he didn't have to do much in order to distract her, since she was so hot to trot to begin with. She thought, Damn you, Alan! You're just too good a kisser! What's going to happen to me? Am I going to become another one of your many "sex helpers? Basically, another one of your busty and beautiful sluts who can't resist you!
It's downright humiliating for someone like me! But all the time she was mentally complaining, she was kissing him like there was no tomorrow while her hands explored his body and his hands explored hers. She was so very hot and bothered that she couldn't get upset.
I don't care! I swear, I don't care as long as it feels this good! In their new position, she could feel the hard bulge of his erection again, as it pressed against her bare belly. This excited her more and more, even though it also scared her. She could feel its warmth through the thin material of his swimsuit, just above her skimpy bikini bottoms. It's hard, incredibly hard! Did it just twitch? It seems like a living creature, all on its own! Her breathing quickened, and she felt wetter and more aroused than ever before.
She was panting and heaving so much that her entire body was sliding up and down him slightly, causing her to repeatedly grind against his raging erection. She couldn't believe how much she loved doing that. So far, making out with Alan had been everything she'd dreamt it would be, and more. She longed to do something with the warm, throbbing bulge that she could feel so prominently, but that was an even more daunting prospect than knowing what to do with her hands.
The fact that it was Alan's penis in particular made her heart pound so hard that she felt it would rip out of her chest. This is an incredible chance! I'm home alone with Alan and his big dick! It's a scary prospect, but so exciting too I can barely breathe! Dare I touch it or rub it in some way? But what would he think? What should I do?! She chickened out from touching it with her hands, but she'd wiggled her crotch against it a few minutes earlier, and decided that she wanted to try more of that.
Experimentally, she shifted her position slightly, causing her body to rhythmically rub more directly over his erect cock. This was what she'd done earlier, but the difference was that she was many times more aroused now, and bolder. This must be what they call "dry humping. Tentatively, she shifted again, sliding more directly on top of him, trapping his thick meat between their bodies, so she could feel it better than before.
Soon, she was squirming back and forth continuously, trying to rub it as much as possible while pretending not to, as she grew wetter and wetter.
Her heart was pounding like a drum and she was forced to try to mask her increasingly ragged and heavy breathing so he wouldn't suspect - although she wasn't fooling either of them.
She got so carried away that she forgot about her desire to conceal her big clit. He noticed it, but with everything else going on, he didn't pay it any special mind.
He loved all the "shifting" and bouncing, although he just thought she was getting more excited in general and didn't realize she was doing it on purpose. A wet spot on his swimsuit was growing larger by the minute, but he didn't care.
Her continual movement felt almost as good as an expert handjob by the likes of Susan or Suzanne. It sent his libido into overdrive. Before long, both of them were enjoying the "shifting" so much that they gave up on the kissing and devoted their combined attentions to that. He wound up grasping her ass cheeks with both hands and lifting her entire body up and down, so she could slide all over his shaft.
She couldn't believe how indescribably good it felt. We're practically fucking! This is almost like fucking, I'm sure, except that real fucking must be better yet! She knew that her bikini bottoms were completely soaked, and there was no way he could miss that or the heavy pussy scent in the air, but she didn't care.
She raised an arm into the air and whooped with joy, as a great climax crashed over her and through her. She was breathless and panting. Holy hell! No wonder his other girls don't mind sharing him! Even after her climax, she could have kept going easily, sliding and grinding on his cock for hours.
She didn't want to stop for anything. But there was no way he could miss her orgasm, and that reminded him that he was getting dangerously close to climaxing himself.
Unfortunately, a male orgasm was much more obvious than a female one. Although the front of his swimsuit was fairly wet, more from her juices than from his pre-cum, it would be a different thing entirely if his cum started spurting and flying all over the place. He had no idea how she'd react to that. He still didn't know if she was just being momentarily carried away on waves of lust, or if they had become an "item" of some sort. He didn't want to explore his feelings on that type of issue either.
He stopped raising and lowering her so much, and thought, Wow, Christine is so hot! This is almost as good as real fucking!
But she's new to this; I better make sure she doesn't do something she might regret tomorrow. Time to give her a little breather. Using great force of will, he kissed her on the mouth, forcing their bodies to stay relatively still so their lips could stay in contact.
She seemed more or less content with that, as she'd already had her orgasm and was starting to get some second thoughts about going too far, too fast. After another minute or so, he broke off their mutual tonsil examination and kissed his way around her face instead.
Their bodies were calmer now, although her pussy lips still rested on top of his dick, separated only by two thin layers of fabric. He murmured warmly, "Christine, you're so beautiful. So wonderful. He kissed his way to her ear. My God, I have to be the luckiest guy in school, to be here with you like this. Unfortunately, that "luckiest guy" comment reminded her again of his other lovers.
She said with some bitterness, "You are the luckiest guy in school, but not because of me. It's because you're having sex with a whole bevy of busty, nasty sluts! As soon as she said that, she regretted it. She sat up and covered her mouth with her hand as if to catch her words from escaping.
I always say the wrong thing. I always RUIN things! Sensing the mood turn serious, he gently pulled his legs out from under her, so he could sit more comfortably and without their privates touching. Seeing her tense up, with her hands clenched into fists, he cupped her chin in his hand and stared lovingly into her eyes from inches away.
I wasn't offended. After all, there's a lot of truth to that, although I don't think they'd like being called that. She sighed, dropping her hands and inadvertently exposing her full breasts again in the process. It's just that I I especially love the way you kiss me.
It makes me so happy. You banished away my nightmare and all of my worries about that. But then I have NEW worries about what we're doing. I'm so torn. I was having so much fun, but then I reminded myself about all your girlfriends. That makes the whole thing bittersweet for me. He had completely forgotten about his private vow to not get physically involved with her, in order to save her from his problematic harem lifestyle, but now it all came back and hit him like a slap in the face.
He winced. I was practically dry fucking her a minute ago! What was I thinking?! He mumbled, "Yeah, I see what you mean. The more he thought clearly, the more disturbed he was.
How did this happen?! I came here with the express purpose of telling her we have to keep it platonic. Then somehow I wound up hugging her barely-clothed body.
Then I woke up all confused and wound up kissing and touching her before I even knew what was going on. It's as if I'd been tricked, but there's no one really to blame. It just happened! Is there any way to turn back the clock?
Maybe, maybe We still have all the same problems as before. I'm still flirting with disaster here. But dammit, disaster is just too tempting! Christine is basically naked in my arms and raring to go. She's so hot to trot! How can I stop now?! I can't! She asked, "Is it true? Is it true about you having some sort of harem? I keep hearing things and even seeing things, but I just can't believe it. Especially not now.
Just look at those magnum mamas! I was just starting to have fun with them. Why'd I have to talk about how lucky I am? Oh, well. On the other hand, my vow. Can't forget the vow. She shot him an angry look. Next, you're gonna say it depends on what the definition of 'is' is. Do you or do you not have a group of lovers, say, more than three, who are all basically permanently attached to you? He wanted to quibble, such as questioning the definition of "permanently," but he realized that was just delaying the inevitable.
He closed his eyes and winced. He sighed, realizing the erotic mood was gone for the moment although a residual lusty mood remained, which helped explain why she wasn't bothering to cover up, even with the cool night air.
His erection kept threatening to wilt, but the fact that she was sitting right in front of him, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy bikini bottoms soaked in her own juices, prevented that from happening. He said, "It's hard to explain. But this is why I've been trying to keep from getting involved with you, because of the other women in my life.
You believe in exclusivity and, for you, I think that's very much the right choice. So I don't think you would ever accept my complicated life. I don't wanna go on an anti-Christian church rant here, but I feel one coming on.
Christianity is great in and of itself, but the ways churches have practiced it have twisted it all around. What did John Lennon say? Something about how Jesus was a great guy, but his followers were thick and ordinary. And Neil Young sings in a song: 'Churches all teach sex is wrong.
Jesus, where has nature gone? Islam even still allows multiple marriages. But the Christian churches taught that any sexual pleasure is a sin and you can only have one partner, if even that. Priests don't even get one! He went on, "Christine, think about it. Maybe what you've been taught about monogamy vs. It's not the one and only way to do things. If you were born into a different culture, you might have been raised to think polygamy was perfectly natural.
She frowned. It allows you to have sexy fun with who knows how many women. I LOVE them! Look, I know you may not believe me when I say this, but it's not just about sex. That's why I can't even think about letting them go. Besides, it's not like the fun is all one-sided. I give them a lot of pleasure too. Sex is a wonderful, shared experience, or at least it should be. He forced himself to keep his eyes on her face and not glance down at her lightly jiggling 38Fs.
She's so beautiful when she's mad, he thought. Her eyes narrowed, dangerously. And that hurts. These things do affect me personally in a big way.
What if you were dating a girl for a few months, only to be surprised that she was dating another guy the whole time? And then when you get mad about that, she'd says, 'Sorry, but it's none of your business?
I'm not cheating on you, since we're not in some kind of committed relationship. You've known about my other lovers - some of them, anyway - for some time now, yet you're still interested in me. Do you know how tough it's been for me to keep our relationship strictly platonic? It's been torture. But I know you would have trouble dealing with anything other than a monogamous relationship. Monogamy isn't for everybody, but it's what you need and what I think you deserve.
She frowned, and then said, "Fine. I see your point. How about this, then? You say you love Amy, right? Well, how would you feel if a few months from now, she decides that since you have other lovers, that it's okay for her to take another lover as well? Do you expect her to be exclusive to you? She grimaced. She's got a perplexing attitude about that; I'm gonna have to talk to her about it.
But what about Glory then? He answered carefully, while still forcing himself not to run his eyes all over her very nearly completely naked body. She's her own woman. Of course, I'd be sad. Crushed, even. But the brutal fact is, the reality that I have other lovers would lessen the blow for me.
I imagine even you have to be stretched pretty thin with all these women in your life. Wouldn't that be fair, and take some of the pressure off you? He thought, Speaking of taking the pressure off, I need some serious help with this painful boner!
Even now, I can't get flaccid around this woman! I wish she'd get with the 'stealth stroking while talking' program. Yeah, right! Like that'll ever happen. I must be horribly spoiled. But he merely said, "Yes. That would be the logical thing to do. Call me a selfish bastard, but I just can't do that. I love and treasure my women and can't bear to share them with another man.
I know that's hypocritical, but it is what it is. He bowed his head. Now, if they want to sleep with other women, then I'm fine with that, strange as that may seem to you. Maybe it's a double standard, but I don't think a man can share the same woman with another man without there being big trouble down the road. I guess I can't help it, but I've got some of the possessive caveman in me. Arousal was still flowing through Christine's body like a raging river, yet she was intellectual and interested in the discussion at the same time.
You're taking advantage just because you can. I'll bet your women are chafing under your incredibly hypocritical rules.
She crossed her arms underneath her bare boobs, but then realized how that sexily thrust them forward as if on a platter, and that wasn't the message she wanted to convey at that moment. She resorted to putting a hand on a hip instead to look suitably peeved. Everybody's really happy, and I truly believe that's not just some pose. Look at Amy, for instance. Talk with her. See if she feels like she's 'chafing. I strongly suspect it isn't for you. She said sadly, "I'm sorry, but you're right about that.
Maybe you're right that we're doomed and can't be together for the long-term. I can accept that you have other lovers, on a purely rational level, but when I think about it and mentally picture you with another woman, it's like you're ripping my heart out.
I know I don't have any right to claim an exclusive hold on you, not now anyway, but that's just how I feel. I can't help myself! When I think about those other women, I want to tear their eyes out. But I want to be with you so badly too. I'm all messed up! Her words made him sad, but they came as no surprise. Problems like this were why he'd been trying to keep her at arm's length in the first place.
He thought, If she's having these kinds of issues now, imagine how much worse it'll be if we get really serious! Man, this sucks. She tried to push her sadness away, but jealousy came to the fore instead. She said bitterly, "I bet I can guess who else is in this harem of yours.
She leaned forward and dropped her head down, inadvertently causing her boobs to swing forward and appear to be a couple of sizes larger than they actually were. But he couldn't fully enjoy the display, since he was panicking over what she'd just said. He decided to tell her a bit more, if only to try to stop her from snooping around on her own. What can I tell her? Who can I tell her about? Slowly and painfully! She doesn't know about Brenda. No, Brenda's just far too Between her insanely huge boobs and her submissiveness, that's just a bad idea all around.
What if they were to meet?! Hmmm, Aunt Suzy. Er, I mean Suzanne. Now, there's a possibility. That should shock her enough to get her to back off. But she's got to agree to stop snooping first. He said, "Okay, I'll make you a deal.
I don't want to play 20 questions with you. It's not fair to me, because you put me in the position of either answering your questions and violating someone's privacy, or lying to you to protect them, neither of which I find acceptable. But if you agree to stop questioning me on this, I'll tell you about one of the women I love that you don't know about. Just ONE. He winced, because the "just one" comment made clear there was more than one, and probably more than two.
Luckily, that didn't bother her much, since she'd already assumed that was the case. She spoke her thoughts out loud. And I know about Ms. Rhymer, since I caught you on the beach with her. Christine cursed to herself. That's seven right there, and there's at least two or three more! And look at me, sitting here with my big, bare breasts bouncing all over the place.
Alan leveled his gaze at Christine, meeting her eyes. Feeling chastened, Christine looked away. I stuck my nose into your private business. I was wrong, and it puts her in danger of losing her job. But you know, the two of you chose to get involved and flirt with danger. So where is your responsibility? She sat up and clenched a fist at him. That's so weak! He spoke with sincerity and passion. In fact, it's a disaster.
But haven't you heard the expression 'love is blind'? We love each other. It's not just the sexual attraction; she's a wonderful person: kind, and smart, and nice, and yes, beautiful. I'm happy just to talk with her for hours. It's love! She struggled not to break down, hearing him say what was so clearly true. And Amy, too, I'm sure. God, I feel terrible, because where's the room in his heart for me?! He obviously can handle the multiple lover situation, but I can't.
I think I truly could be in love with him. And I'm definitely in lust with him! Even as we talk about his many other lovers, I can't wait to get back to what we were doing earlier! He continued, "I'm sorry, Christine, but the fact is, I love more than one person. It's complicated, and hard to deal with. Tell me, how am I supposed to choose?
Think about it. Am I supposed to go to people that I love and say, 'Sorry, I've decided to not love you anymore? Should I decide to not care about YOU anymore? To be completely consistent with your monogamous thinking, should I stick with Amy only and never touch you again? I refuse to do that. That last question hit her hard. She had no answer to the contradictions involved, so simply lashed out, "You're supposed to make sure you don't fall in love with multiple women at the same time in the first place!
He gave a sharp, barking laugh. Of course, two months ago I wouldn't have believed them. It's so surreal. Can't you see how things have gotten complicated for me? She frowned and pouted, "I'm not sure I want to know. But her arousal stayed sky-high just the same. She looked at him, and then looked down towards her feet.
I can't help it. I really don't want to hear about it, but it's like I can't help myself. Maybe it's like seeing a car wreck - you don't want to look, but you can't turn away. He waited while she stared off into the darkness beyond the pool of light around them. Although he remained focused on the conversation, with her eyes averted he couldn't help but ogle her glorious body from head to toe. That revived his flagging erection.
He said, "Okay, I really shouldn't be doing this without her permission, but if I tell you some more about my quote 'harem' unquote, maybe you'll come to understand that it's really about love and not just sex. Unable to resist the temptation, she started to speculate. Rhymer could-". She exclaimed, "I know seven names already! Are you telling me that's not even the HALF of it?! Most of those names you count, like Janice and Joy, I don't count.
Just because I've had sex with someone a little bit Lots of people are sexually active. I'm sure plenty of people at our school have had many more sex partners than I have. Thank fucking God for that! Christine thought. So maybe the number isn't as big as I'd feared. He said, "As for Glory, the exact nature of our relationship is something private between her and me.
Would you want me to tell her what you and I've done today? While she had basically forgotten that she was topless, he certainly had not. How frustrating! For the first time in my life, I get to see Christine's huge hooters in all their glory, but we have to have a serious conversation that makes me actually wish they weren't so jiggly and distracting.
I need to think. And my damn stiff dick isn't helping matters! After considering her words some more, he added, "So please don't ask then. Besides, if I did tell you all the names, you'd just start nosing around and invading their privacy. You must admit that you get far too curious sometimes. I don't think you'd like it if YOU were the target of snooping. She hesitated. She knew the way she poked into other people's business was a very bad habit, but she couldn't help herself. Please tell me you aren't in love with Heather.
I couldn't stand it! He couldn't help but throw back his head and laugh at that idea. Christine, though, was so relieved by his response that she jumped up from the lounge chair and shouted "YES! Words could not describe how happy she was to hear that he wasn't in love with Heather.
But by standing and stretching her body like that, she didn't fully realize what an erotic show she was putting on for him. The fact that she had closed her eyes made it even more tempting for him to gawk. And gawk he did. Jesus Christ! I wanna get my hands back on that body! She's so fucking athletic and fit! And stacked! God, this is painful, though! I need to CUM! Alan Junior is suffering! He needs to be sliding along her pussy, like we did before. Or better yet, in her cleavage! Or sliding in and out of her hot mouth!
Oh, man! She froze in her stretched-out position as she realized that he had to be staring at her. She was torn between lust and shame, so didn't know if she should cover up as best she could with her arms, or put on a sexy show. Because of the nature of their conversation, she still felt more serious than aroused, although she was discovering that being topless in front of him felt surprisingly liberating and good.
She certainly had noticed that his dick continued to poke stiffy against his swimsuit, and that emboldened her. She let him ogle her for a few more moments, then opened her eyes and slowly turned to face him. She sat down on the lounge chair, keeping her back stiff and her bouncy bare tits thrust out. Hot damn, that felt good! I love showing off for him. I love the way he looks at me. This must be what love is like! She kept those thoughts to herself and tried to refocus on the issue at hand, especially Heather.
Besides, how could I stop digging up dirt on her? I LIVE for that! He snorted mirthfully. School stuff, fine. There's probably no way you could stop that anyway, unless you stopped listening to all school gossip whatsoever, and that would be like asking you to stop breathing.
But my private relationships outside of school, those are completely off limits. Plus, in school, I obviously don't want you nosing around about Glory, Amy, or people like that either. No snooping around me or my house to see whom I'm with or what I'm doing. And trying to be better isn't good enough. I want a complete 'no snooping' firewall. The way he so easily surrendered Heather to her made her conclude that he probably didn't care for her that much after all.
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government. Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo Musta got lemon juice up in your eye Now when you pissed all over my black kettle. You must've been high! Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Ganja? Nurse: Excuse me, doctor, do you have a moment? Doctor: A moment? What's the question?
Nurse: More of a situation, a gentleman in Exam 3. Doctor: What's the problem? Nurse: That is the problem: we're not sure. Doctor: You've got the chart? Nurse: Right here.
Doctor: Hmm Nurse: No doctor, no obvious physical trauma, vitals are stable. Doctor: Name? Nurse: No sir. Doctor: Did someone drop him off, maybe we can speak to them? Let's get some background on this fellow. Nurse: No ID, nothing, and he won't speak to anybody. Doctor: Well, let's say hello. Doctor: Good morning, I'm Dr. How are you today? Look son, you're in a safe place, we want to help you, in whatever way we can.
But you need to talk to us, we can't help you otherwise. Now, what's happened? Tell me everything. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, and me yelping Holy fucking shit! Then the X-Files being, Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa Did a slow-mo Matrix descent Outta the butt end of the banana vessel And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L.
Ron Hubbard upper lip, and all I could think was: "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my fuckin' pants. And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E. He said, "You are the Chosen One, the One who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it and a warning for those who do not. The Chosen One? They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school. You'd better You'd better listen. Then he looked right through me With somniferous almond eyes Don't even know what that means Must remember to write it down This is so real Like the time Dave floated away See, my heart is pounding 'Cause this shit never happens to me. It was so real, Like I woke up in Wonderland. All sorta terrifying I don't wanna be all alone While I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down? This is so real Finally, it's my lucky day See, my heart is racing 'Cause this shit never happens to me. You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I've just said! See the Dead ain't touring And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand And invited me right in. Then they showed me something I don't even know where to begin. Strapped down [to] my bed Feet cold [and] eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? Am I dead? Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed. Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. Such a heavy burden now to be the One Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending, To write it down for all the world to see.
Strapped down [to] my bed Feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? I can't remember what they said to me Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero Can't remember what they said Bob help me! Can't remember what they said. Pure as we begin Pure as we come in Pure as we begin Pure by will alone. Pure as we begin Here we have a stone Throw to stay the stranger Swore to crush his bones.
Spark becomes a flame Flame becomes a fire Light the way or warm this Hope we occupy. Spark becomes a flame Flame becomes a fire Forge a blade to slay the stranger Take whatever we desire. Pure as we begin Move by will alone Leave as we come in Pure as light, return to one.
Angels on the sideline, Puzzled and amused. Now they're all confused. Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys Where there's one you're bound to divide it right in two. Angels on the sideline, Baffled and confused. Father blessed them all with reason, And this is what they choose? Monkey killing monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys. Give them thumbs, they forge a blade, And where there's one they're bound to divide it right in two.
Give them thumbs, they make a club to beat their brother down. How they've survived so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability To lift an eye to heaven, conscious of his fleeting time here. Fight till they die over sun, over sky, They fight till they die over sea, over air, They fight till they die over blood, over love, They fight till they die over words, polarizing.
Angels on the sideline again, Benched along with patience and reason. Angels on the sideline again, Wondering where this tug of war will end. All transcriptions so far have been deciphered by fans on this site's Opinion forums. Come on in, help us out. See here for details. Follow me here and here for updates. Thank you for 22 great years. And yes, new album "Fear Inoculum" is out, lyrics are posted! DO NOT email suggestions to us. Blood like rain fallin' down Drum on grave and ground Part vampire, part warrior, Carnivore and voyeur Stare at the transmittal.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie x4 Credulous at best Your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men. But pull your head on out of your hippie haze And give a listen Shouldn't have to say it all again The universe is hostile So impersonal Devour to survive So it is, so it's always been We all feed on tragedy. It's like blood to a vampire. Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies Much better you than I. But you changed that all for me Lifted me up, turned me round So I, I would wish this all away Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn Begged like a hooker all night long Tempted the devil with my song And got what I wanted all along But I I would If I could I would Wish it away Wish it away Wish it all away Wanna wish it all away No prize that could hold sway Or justify my giving away my center So if I could I'd wish it all away If I thought tomorrow would take you away.
Shine on forever Shine on benevolent sun Shine down upon the broken Shine until the two become one Shine on forever Shine on benevolent sun Shine down upon the severed Shine until the two become one Divided, I'll wither away Shine down upon the many.
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