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| Blogs > rm_bailey5777 > The G-Spot.... by giorgi |
Can't See the Forest for the Bushes...
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Can't See the Forest for the Bushes... As all of you know by now, Giorgio is happy with the making of love with women of all ages and ethnicities(the exceptios of course would bewomen under age, really old women, say 80, and, well no....that's about it. Women in Pants Suits, pretty frilly dresses, women who are small, tall, Victoria's Secret to Wal-Mart's bin of clearance, Giorgio is a man of the woman. My young friend Richie is a 21 year old student at the University. Richie rents a room in Giorgio's house, as he was evicted from the house he shared. Richie was evicted for slowly, but surely alienating all of his house mates. Richie said he did this in a range of ways, from eating their oreo cookies, to inviting their drunken girlfriends to his room to see his fish, and seducing them, during house parties. Giorgio could not help but seeing something poetic there. But I digress. Richie came from his room the other evening and, after walking his date to her car, came into the living room, with a twisted, sour look on his face, even more twisted, and sour than usual. Disgustedly he burst forth, and spitting as if he had tasted a sour dough loaf, unexpectedly... "George...what the f.? I can't even believe what I saw tonight..." Well, this had certainly peaked Giorgio's interest, because frankly, Giorgio can always believe what he sees. Especially in the bedroom! "George...Andrea..is really cool, and hot...but..I...uhh," Clearly my young friend was at a loss for adequate words of expression. So I thought I might help put him at ease... "Listen Richardo, my young.."and was cut to the quickest. "George she had a big bush, dude, no warnings, no 'heads up.' My head was forced up by nausea..and it's Richie dude, not Ric...not whatever, you know?" He merely stood there, staring at the floor, shaking his head. I stared a moment bemusedly at my friend, who was clearly in anguish. He had never confided anything to Giorgio, so clearly, knowing that I am a man of the world, and accomplished in matters of the more delicious sex, he sought advice. "Richie...a women's bouquet can be at it's fullest, and richest, when allowed to ripen beneath hair and panties. Some of the most erotic moments of Giorgio's life happened in the quest, through the jungle, to that fragrant bud of womanhood." Richie then stared at me, his sour expression remained. "George...dude...she had a bush... Did you even hear me?" Then Richie stormed off, either to masturbate, or to steal Giorgio's oreoes. I believe it was the latter, as he headed for the kitchen. Giorgio thought for a moment of the joys of the mysterious flower...hairy vagina, clearly, is wasted on the very young, and in this case, the supid. Sorry, Giorgio judged. After I had given the matter some thought, I left quickly... to dispose what was left of my oreo cookies.  Giorgio |
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