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That Ass-Pinch Really Did the Trick, Mister
A guest Probeatorial by
Yuki Nishimoto, 8th Grade
I know you probably hear this from a lot of the
schoolgirls you fondle, but I just have to tell you
that pinch you gave me on the train today really got
me excited, Mister.
Now I'm not easy or anything, and I don't usually
notice aging businessmen with bald spots and droopy
eyelids, but I think I'm getting a crush on you, sir.
It's all like, I was just on my way home from school
on an ordinary day, and one brief stabbing pain and
personal violation later, I'm in love! Is this how
love's magic is supposed to work? Because I'm only 13
and don't really know.
I loved the way you sort of slouched in your seat in a
red-faced, six-beer daze before you so smoothly slid
by and skillfully grasped my right buttock with your
stubby little fingers. I get goosebumps just thinking
about it!
Maybe it was my plaid kilt or my penny loafers that
first caught your eye, or the way I've arranged all of
my Sanrio stickers on the front of my notebook, but I
still can't believe that of all the women riding the
Osaka subway that day, you chose ME to harass!
Maybe I'll see you again on the Kyoto line or
something, and you can sit down too close next to me,
breathe heavily and show me pictures from a bondage
porno magazine. Or maybe we'll meet in a really
crowded car, where you can pretend to be trying to
squeeze by me and rub the front of your crotch on my
hip. Whatever disgusting form our next encounter might
take, you can be sure I'll be excited to watch our
love blossom!
(Transcribed by Travis Ruetenik)
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