4/09/2015

In the Tunnel of Self Love

Story Sent in by Nancy:

I met Luis in a library, of all places. He just came up to me and struck up a conversation. I thought he was nice and so I gave him my number.

On our date, he took me out to an amusement park. We played some games and went on a few rides before taking a walk. He then chose that moment to tell me, "You should know that I have an enormous penis."

I choked on my caramel corn and said, "Good to know. Thanks."

He went on, "So I need to know up front if you're a small girl. You know. Small. Down there. I need a four-car garage."

"I–I–I–"

"Tell you what," he said, putting his arm around me, "Let's go on the tunnel ride. I can show it to you there and you can tell me. Sound good?"

"No!" I said.

"I'll pay."

"No!" I repeated and hurried on ahead of him. I didn't really care if he followed me or not. He didn't. I don't know where he wound up and I don't really care.

2 comments:

  1. Ah yes. The ol' chocolate tunnel of love. He was a gent, most guys won't even consider paying their date for anal!

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  2. I have been going to libraries all my life for fun, and trust me when I say this: they're not good places to meet people you want to date. It might seem that way, but trust me, they're not.

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