Not all messages are displayed:
show all messages (204 of them)
four months pass...
after his appetite for 'heels' was sated he closed the multiple still-open picture windows, and i allowed myself another relieved sigh, ah, finally, thank god. but of course, he wasnt done yet, and almost proudly reopened the search window to type in another full web address. the actual text of it was jumbled and i couldnt make out what it could possibly be, but i hoped and feared the worst, hoping it would be horrible enough to get him expelled forever, fearing i might vomit if i saw another 'u can come stay at my place :-)'. the site he loaded, this time, was 'giantess videos', cheap-looking movies of tiny, ugly men, obviously acting against a bluescreen, and giant, giant women. the men looked up at the women from their huge countertop, they stood on their clothed breasts, they kissed their humungous lips, and, astonishingly, none of it was pornographic. he watched mpg after mpg of this stuff, now entirely unable to contain his sick glee, whether from getting away with this in the public library or just simply just having such an unbelievable perversion to begin with. i wanted to stand up, to shout to everyone else in the room, to do something. at this point i should say, im as liberal as youll probably find when it comes to fetishes, but my puritanical impulses had already been inflamed earlier, and now he was insulting my 'normal' sexuality in the most flagrant way thinkable. okay, yeah, enticing a minor into his dark bedroom is 'wrong', but even the historical puritans did that. this, however, this was full-on, no quotes, inarguable WRONG. just as i watched this parade of horror continue, his giggly squirms in the square wooden seat, his motivated click at each bizarre link, the library intercom announced they were closing, come check out books now, leave the computer labs, etc etc, and this man, this, this PREDATOR, followed the order dutifully. while all the other patrons continued nervously scrolling their stock market listings or bet.com music profiles, he stood up, a bit wobbly, from lust i presume, and practically dashed out of the room (or, at least the best a fat 50-something man who is desperately concealing an erection can 'dash'). i sat at my computer, silent, stunned that this world can even still contain sexual kinks yet unseen. so yeah, i think friendster is a little creepy.
-- trife (simon_tr), Saturday, September 27, 2003 2:16 AM (4 years ago) Bookmark Link
― iiiijjjj, Friday, 11 April 2008 23:47 (sixteen years ago) link
one month passes...
three weeks pass...
one month passes...
one month passes...
eleven months pass...
one month passes...
two weeks pass...
seven months pass...
eight months pass...
four weeks pass...
eight months pass...