We decided to go 2 a small restaurant nearby. We must've stayed there for hours cuz when we left it was already dark outside. My stomach was upset, not because of the food, but because of this perfect woman. My mind was aflood with pictures of me and her doing the do in any possible way. Shall we go to your place? she said. I felt joy. I nodded, and we walked to my place. We talked along the way. But something was not right. For the first time she seemed nervous. I looked around. Nothing's wrong.. A few people were walking the streets, some cars passd by, a small black van was parking behind us, when we stopped before a flat.A small appartment on the third floor was my place. I opened the door and turned on the lights. I had cleaned out my place before I left this morning, and the smell of vanilla greeted us. I walked to the closet and took out some wine bottles. she sat down on my couch. there she was beautiful, but she looked a bit pale to me now. She fumbled for her cigarettes and they sprawled over the floor. i had this strange feeling now, kinda weird to describe...

she farted... i asked her to leave but she wouldn't go... we wrestled...i felt something strange rub against my leg... SHIT! she' a man! ... suddenly...

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[This message was edited Wed Mar 26 1:33:36 PST 2003 by MrBliss]

...there was a knock on my door. It was the police. How did I know? Well, they shouted... "This is the police, open the door!"

I did so. They explained they were following us for reasons they couldn't explain right now.

They asked for the woman... I said, "yeah, she's here. She's over... " But she was gone...

or was she/he?

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[This message was edited Wed Mar 26 1:39:20 PST 2003 by TheIncredibleMrPooPooHead]

June7 said:

... the smell of an overflowing toilet reached us. She managed to escape true the toilet and then the sewer.