Columns: Tag – Fluffy
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A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London
About Astrid and her alter ego, Fluffy
Do your inside and your outside match? If they don’t, then you’ll understand why I have to introduce myself twice.
(Outside) If you would all turn your heads this way, that’s it, thank you. Perfect. I’m Astrid – sexy, voluptuous, Mediterranean olive skin, long dark flowing curls that almost cover my nipples. Expressive, dark, wooing eyes and … wait for it … two perfectly reconstructed silicone 34C breastesses.
A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London
Teach me a lesson
There it was. Perfect. Erect and staring straight at me out of its basket on the floor—
A bunch of old-fashioned wooden rulers – the kind from the fifties when blotchy-skin nuns used them to smack schoolgirls over their little knuckles. Punishment for saying the Lord’s name in vain.
A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London
The girl in the copy room
The One’s reaction to the Ruler (read my last column if you don’t understand why a person would have any reaction to a ruler) was okay. And I hate the word okay. Because I use it a lot. It’s mediocre. I hate all things mediocre which is why I hate myself. But I digress. Sorry.
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