dress up

I wouldnt go so far as to say that I miss Michael, but maybe instead that I occassionally notice that he is gone. Over the past 2 1/2 years I have the blessing of being able to try on Michael's freshly ironed, individually hung, Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirts while he was busy at work or toiling in the library. It was not uncommon for me to throw on one of these specimins of fashion and disregard my soiled corderoys in exchange for a half-naked T.A.T.U dance party. However, now I am in a bit of conundrum...until today. As some of you may or may not know Michael has disappeared. Rumor has it he is: a.) in the library b.) dead c.) dead in the library d.) actually still here, but unnoticed e.) in Spain (highly doubtful)...this situation has led to Adam and I acquirring a new roommate and with a new roommate comes new clothes to try on! Once I realized that our new roommate is a 24 year old professional woman, I though that my afternoon man dances had come to an end, but to my surprise they are now even better!! Seeing as how my GF wears nothing but grannie panties I have been unable to expand my horizons to less prudish under garments. But now I feel like Christopher Columbus!!! I have discovered a whole new world of g-strings, boy shorts, thongs, and stillettos!!! Without going into detail, lets just say T.A.T.U has never sounded so sweet and I have never danced so naughty!!!

Meatspinning away,


Gotty

PS Dipping the fleshy sac that once contained my testicles in hot marinera sauce did nothing to help my balls re-drop and only made for a very messy Italian meal on Valentines day...