“Wanna go draw dicks on the dust of cars?” is probably the question that was asked when those fingers slid over the rear window. They had been erased by the back wiper, leaving the clean arc in the powder. The only reason I knew a dick had been fingered in was because the head of a cartoonish dong was still embedded on the dust. I laughed and pointed it out the Philosopher in Theory. She cackle with me, and her two year old daughter looked up and said, in her kid voice, “I don’t get it.”
Sex in cars here....
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07 March 2008
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