Aug. 27th, 2004
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Aug. 27th, 2004 06:55 pmЕше одна знойная история от
drood'а
Usually when I see him, he pees like a man in a hurry. Legs apart, back upright, eyes straight ahead. A swift tug of the zipper, a parting of fabric, then a loud commotion as he sprays the back of the urinal like it’s a five-alarm fire and he’s the man with the big hose. Another tug of the zipper, a hand rinse in the sink, and he’s out the door with a clatter of his Kenneth Coles.
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Usually when I see him, he pees like a man in a hurry. Legs apart, back upright, eyes straight ahead. A swift tug of the zipper, a parting of fabric, then a loud commotion as he sprays the back of the urinal like it’s a five-alarm fire and he’s the man with the big hose. Another tug of the zipper, a hand rinse in the sink, and he’s out the door with a clatter of his Kenneth Coles.