Laundry on a Week day
So I’m home. Had a nice relaxing morning. Completely free of any tensions about my next career step. And around 10am I pick up my 4 week’s of unwashed clothes, towels and bedsheets and walk to the laundry in my complex.
Each and every washing machine is in use!
What the fuck! The housewives are out in full force on a Thursday morning chatting, gossiping and doing laundry. So I put my stuff down in the corner and start chatting with a few of them… The friendly neighborhood desperate housewives club has a new addition - a single Indian guy…
After eating a few slices of pizza, coke, a few appetizers of the latest gossip of who’s sleeping with whom in the neighborhood (hell I didn’t know I had an orgy gang living so close to me) and some weird women cigarettes that were distributed in this club in the laundry house of course along with my ass being groped around by ladies from 30 to 50, I’m back with a burping stomach and a hard on.
Some days are just for lazy socializing… mine began today :)
March 15th, 2007 at 12:15 pm
was that all talk :-? no chiti chiti bang banging?? 8-|
March 15th, 2007 at 1:35 pm
Oz,
It is the first day of the rest of your life. I envy you…..wish I could trade place with you.
But I got mouths to feed and bills to pay….so it is back to the grind!!
Good luck… My man…enjoy your free time.
March 15th, 2007 at 7:08 pm
“….my ass being groped around by ladies ”
Ah, every guy’s fantasy Oz. The number of guys who are envious of you grow by the hour!!! Keep up the good work:d
March 15th, 2007 at 10:31 pm
UJ, exactly! desperate housewives discussing neighborhood orgy porgies - and auss groping - laundry machines churning at full speed to camouflage any noise… and…. and nothing happened? what’s mini-me doing?