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Mon Jul 24 2000 at 0:58:56
The thing about having a big old-fashioned clawfoot tub is that you kind of subconsciously
expect it to get filthy
. It's old, old things get grungy. We never cleaned that tub and it was gross.
go to work
lemon fresh pine sol
and scrubby things and
crummy old clothes
I kind of want to ruin anyway. I am cleaning the tub instead of doing something else but I don't remember what, probably something that would further my career or help me grow as a person.
comes in the bathroom and says Whatcha doin. I'm in the bathtub scrubbing and she says Whatcha doin so I say BAKING A CAKE ALICE. I am in no mood.
Alice says You're awful cute when you're domestic. I say Thank you Alice. I'm cuter when I'm grateful and
when people help me. She says No and sits on the toilet seat.
I scrub and scrub. I don't really mind it. I always think I'm going to mind it but it's nice to grind off the dirt, rubbing wide clean streaks. It's not a bad job but I can't help but be cranky that Alice is going to sit there like she always does.
Sit around looking useless
while I take care of things.
My legs and shorts are all wet with water and
. OOO wet ass you know I like that, says Alice.
says Alice. Bend over so I can get me an eyefulla them
, says Alice. She starts making all these pornstar sex noises and using her deep dumb fratboy voice. This is the worst fuckme talk I've ever heard.
OOO yeah I wanna fuck you right there in the tub I want to see your luscious legs hanging over the edge all sudsy. I want to taste your pine sol lips honey baby ooo
scrub me lemon fresh raw
. She's grunting and moaning as she runs her fingernails in slow circles over my ass. I say Alice you fuckin lunatic dyke will you get control of yourself. Hell yes I'm laughing, how could I not be laughing by now.
And I turn around and I see she is my beautiful green-eyed troublemaker Alice. Who what she loves most of all is being ridiculous and what she loves most right after that is me.
I say Alice I reek. She says I know you do and she kisses me, leaning over from the toilet.
We should have filmed that, she says afterwards.
We could make a fortune.
I laugh and push her away. Get off, Alice. You reek.
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