Posted: 2016-05-28 12:18:27
Edited: 2016-05-28 12:20:11
I have a confession to make. Nature was not kind in the construction of my body. More specifically my face. And I don't have the money to correct it, not with my OPD , namely Obsessive Punting Behaviour. For I am neither a rich man nor a young man, so options are limited.
So when you walk into a venue for a line-up, and you see the abject fear of the young lady when you choose her, you realise that it is time for :
THE MASK
You walk in front of the lady to the room, so that the whiff of the half bottle of after shave lingers behind you. Helps a bit. It is dark as you only punt at night. Minimum lights, preferably a single small candle.
You pay and quickly strip down and mount the splinth , burying your deformed face in the hole, making sure that only your two ears are sticking out.
The first part is easy. But when turning around, and she is faced with the realisation that another 20 minutes to be spent looking at that face, one feels sorry for her.
In my man-bag I have the solution. A mask. But not just any mask. This mask was modelled on the Ku Klux Klan type mask, with some vast improvements. It is tailor made, like my shirts, sporting outlets for both eyes, nostrils, mouth and ears. For I need to use all of the senses to copulate. Old age has all but rendered me impotent.
The fear in her subsides, and she is able to continue with her repertoire.
So for all of the beautiful ladies that serviced me with the mask in place, thank you for not ridiculing me.
Cheers
TMITM = The Man In The Mask
Almost like FIHH = Finally In Her Hole
LOL