

A Camel's Tail - BenA Camel's TailA Camel's Tail - Ben
I awoke in a daze. I concealed Mrs. Hookabout in my lower handbag next to the hamper by the “porn box”. She was feisty and almost certainly ready for sex, but even though I had been trapped in the depths of a large camel with her for seventeen years, had no sexual outlet for this length of time and was dying for a jolly good wank, she still didn’t turn me on in the slightest. Maybe it was the oversized tusks, overly hairy body or even the fact that she was indeed a bull.
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The Fall Of... - MattA Small Excerpt from "The Fall of Terence L'Barbage"The Fall Of... - Matt
Terence eyed the fruit, circling below him like a pack of ripe vultures. He knew they were here for his throat, and nudged the potato slicer he was holding with his hind paw, in an attempt to show off the fact that he had one. Terence was not as frightened as he was once in 1984, when a frog made a pass at him in a bar in Calais. But that was of no important at the current time. He knew not to invigorate the fruit with such tales. What did he have to lose? Apart from his life and so on? He didn't want it all that much in the first place. He nervously took a quick swig of
