Showing posts with label lust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lust. Show all posts

Thursday, 12 March 2009

To err is human, to wig is divine

To the young Barrister that spoke to me in the court building stairway:
OH! How I wished you would take me in your arms, kiss me tenderly and declare you're undying devotion to me!


It is an unfair circumstance that a wig and gown can make a man so desirable. I knew full well that without them, I wouldn't have looked twice at him. I have very high standards, he would not have made the cut. But instead I was left flustered on my way out of court while he went down to the cells, having winked at me as he walked past.

And why did the words "mini-pupil master" sound so dirty when he said them?? They certainly haven't had that effect when I've been with my mini pupil master. Sigh.