...the date: friday, july 21, 2006 ...the time: late afternoon So I'm at a convention of sorts, if you will. A gathering of gay men known as bears. In Nashville. Friday I look out my hotel window to see if anyone is in the pool. I see 10 or so from my group at one side of the pool cheering and clapping and wooHOOing while pointing towards the hotel. I had to see what was up. So I don my swimtrunks and head to the pool, and upon my arrival see that almost every window on the 5th floor had youngish women exposing their tits and other naughty bits to all in the pool. I don't know if they knew we were flamin' mary's or if they thought they were tossin' all us fat guys a bone (so to speak), but it sure was a hoot. One lovely lady even lathered herself up with soap and made soap circles with her tits on the window. And one guy sucked on his woman's boobs for all to see. Several simulated sex of some sort. One from my group lifted his shirt to expose his hairy mantits. Several of the ladies fled. Then some arrived at the pool and everyone (yes even the flamin' mary's) got all shy. Is boob flashin' a common phenomina at hotel pools? |
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There once was a sunroof on the west coast Whose flappin' his owner prouldy did boast Whether in NOLA for Semi Or .... Damn. Limericks are too freakin' hard. |