Experience Extreme Man on Woman Sensuality!

Last night, Orange line from Dunn Loring to Metro Center then Red line to Woodley Park. The Grosvenor train mostly empty. A cutie I flexed pointed and winked at wanted me to sign her breasts. Luckily I had my Mr. Sharpie on hand. I was wearing my Carla Behrle leather pants. No shirt. My well-muscled torso was glistening with a mixture of drizzle and sweat from my PM workout. She asked for a couple of poses and I gave her what she wanted: Front Double Biceps and a Back Lat Spread . She swooned at the sight of me – extreme vascularity, ripped definition, extreme cell volumnization, stamina, endurance, complete hydration. Trust me. You would have also had you been there to witness the display.

Instead of heading directly home, I stopped by Angles for a Cadenhead's Old Raj Gin and Hybolin Decanoate. Cracking my neck, I take a sip and scan the room. My head bobbing in rhythm to music that only I can hear. Wink point with a trigger finger. She comes up. I don’t know her name. I didn’t ask. She did though. She asked to experience my version of man on woman sensuality. She has heard I mix the Tantra with the Tao for a lovemaking far superior to what you would normally experience from the regular posters on craigslist. She knows I know how to create a circuit from her yoni to her thigh. She knows I know Cat And Mice Sharing A Hole, Cicada On A Bough, and the Dragon Turns. What she doesn’t know is that I don’t have time right now.

I pay and head home to my Adams Morgan compound. I order General Tso’s Penguin from the organic Chinese restaurant in Woodley Park. Waiting for dinner I settle into my couch and watch “Degrassi: Next Generation” on the NOGN.

Me you ask? Eating birds that swim. Signing breasts with a Mr. Sharpie. Superior coitus. That is what I am about. And if you are tired of the guy looking for a woman to fuck, and would prefer to experience extreme man on woman sensuality, you know where to write.

He gets letters:

"Sensei! I'm a guy, checking out the competition, but wanted to congratulate
you on your Mark Leyneresque story. If I were a babe I'd do ya..."

"please tell me you are joking"