Putu the Cat

Fear me, if you dare. Meow.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Of birds and the bees....and caverns and mushrooms too

"But the hand that was what she tried to concentrate on, the hand, since it has the entire terrain of her torso to explore and not just the otorhinolaryngological caverns -- oh God, it was not just at the border where the flesh of the breast joins the pectoral sheath of the chest -- no, the hand was cupping her entire right -- Now!"

has beaten

"(It was) like a large exotic mushroom in the fork of a tree, a little pleasure dome if ever I've seen one, where Alph the sacred river ran down to a tideless sea. No, not tideless. Her tides were convulsive, an ebb and flow that could take you very far, far back, before hurling you out, wildly and triumphantly, on a ribbed and windswept beach without end."


"His mouth looked for the oiled berry...The smell of his armpits was on her shoulders -- a flower depositing pollen on a hummingbird's forehead"

to the Bad Sex Award 2004.


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