Are you still in business?”“You mean, servicing sailor-men?”Head down, he nodded. Gay sex Bring some gold. Toodle-oo!”He flitted.Just then, Calliope approached, dragging unconscious Odysseus over the grass by his ankles. I took pity on…”Medusa’s snakes were bouncing like bedsprings. Play-Dough’s soft and, most of the time, Socrates just smooches. Their hero, sex-pooped!“Listen up, men!” she whooped. Let’s see, you’ve got all those muscles, a packed crotch, bulging thighs. You’re Norman, or something like that.”“Noman.”“You mean, ‘No, man’?”“I’m Noman.”“Yes, you are. For all the world, he wished they’d let him join the limp wimps being pelted and pounded in the posterior by powerful pelvises.Love’s everywhere today but not for me. She snickered, thinking cleverly, Odysseus’ Odyssey – The Sequel!Medusa’s snakes hissed.Pandora wished for her box.A big owl, recently escaped from a far-future movie, stared from a nearby stump.Strewn about in wild disarray: shredded laurels, olive pits, posies, boys, and more men than she and friends had seen in the last ten years.How time flew back then! Her moves make the other bitches sweat.
