I found this blog-meme over at Teh
Portly Dyke blog and thought it would be interesting to do....
Ok...
Teh Rulz:
1. Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. No cheating!
2. Find page 123.
3. Find the first five sentences.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.(I don't know what it means to "tag" someone so I'll just skip that part.)
The book : Maldoror & the complete works of the Comte de Lautreamont
(this guy---> nice tie dude)
The sentences: "The sheets are still moist from their lukewarm contact and in their disorder bear the impress of a night spent in love...." And I wondered who his master might be! And I glued my eye to the grating still more eagerly!"
Wowsas. Whats that trying to tell me? Go wake up Zach for some loving? Maybe put on a porno and be voyeur for the night?
The sentences are confusing to me though. The first says of "lukewarm contact" but of a night spent in "love". Is that perhaps a commentary of passion lost through familiarity? Or is he/she just talking about a jizz-stain?
Is he talking about how he/she wonders who taught them to fuck so good. Who the "master" was? And then wanted to watch even more? Observe and insinuate himself perhaps?
Have you ever watched anyone else have sex in real life? What was it like? Did it turn you on?
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