I tried to decline, saying things like: "I'm not into scat," "I don't like the smell of shit. He came back in, and I was like, "Did what I think just happened really happen? In truth, it wasn't a rim chair at all; it was two paint cans and a couple slats of wood. The worst part, though, was before it went away, I went to a friend's house, and his roommate totally clocked me and said, "Is that a breakout from eating arse? But there was a streak of brown on the tan suede couch we'd been messing around on, and despite our best efforts, the stain never came out. I heard hacking into the sink.
Samara. Age: 32.
His arse was totally sweet to eat, perky and bubbly.
Aminah. Age: 21.
Total Phan Trash
It was a big enough house that they were far enough away and not likely to hear anything. All illustrations by Carly Jean. One evening, I was online surfing craigslist ads.