The story of the scared slut.

Wednesday, 01 March, Year 9 d.Tr. | Author: Mircea Popescu

So I took a girl to the airport. For a half hour while we were doing airport stuff, this slut circled me at regular intervals from a safe distance with a determined insistence rarely seen in inept Argentina.

She wasn't bad, as far as sluts go. A little short, maybe 1.70, but nicely tonedi, nice tits, nice legs, decent ass, altogether stripper fare. Her face bore testimony to something in the vein of severe sunburn, but otherwise the osature was constructed pleasantly enough. She was fuckable, in a word.

Besides a dusty Jennifer-blonde hairdo she donned the world's sorriest collection of rags. To wit : a tired and worn pair of cutoffs, the sort of item that one can only acquire through reviewing the garbage discarded behind her place of work ; a black top consisting of a piece in front and a gauzy back with (I kid you not!) two inch tall skulls interspersed ; twenty dollar sneakers. She pushed around a cart supporting one pink hardshell suitcase, another indistinct bag atop and a third smaller one on top of the second. Everything in her equipage screamed desperation, and in fairness one can't begrudge a local girl in that sorry state the attempt. She's working out, she's trying to catch the eye of foreign devils where those are to be found, what more can be asked ?

So as we were done and walking indistinctly towards a cafe, she crossed her perihelion and I said to my girl, "let's follow her". We did. She put the best strut in her walk, shaking her butt every step, and we followed. She noticed we're following, and talking about her, within three paces (not that it was hard). She didn't turn, but she did keep looking to the side to catch us in reflection, so it was prety obvious. She kept going. She never turned. Because Argentina is operated by Argentines (soberania!) and they are rank imbeciles (haymasfuturo!) their airport is a flat rectangle with unevenly distributed user flow. There's a very distinct gradient, from the epicenter where everyone mills to the edges where nobody goes, the sad macula of organizational ineptitude. She kept going. We went past the last guards standing idly about, leaving the last of random confused civillians long behind. She kept going. She wouldn't turn. She was coming against the wall. She kept going.

Eventually she turned, and went... into the bathroom. That's right, random slut that spent half an hour circling me, in evident distress, RAN OFF TO THE LITTLE GIRL'S ROOM. We laughed at her and moved on, trying to digest the experience. My girl proposed that I'm broadly correct, she was baiting, but she simply never encountered this situation where she ends up followed by a guy who already has a woman there who is apparently willing to participate. So she froze and regressed, to being 12.

I'm vaguely unpersuaded by the theory. The woman was well in her 30s. Her body carried the evident marks of intensive, deliberate, significant effort expended with clear sexual goals, and it carried them abundantly. It can not be possible that by that age, in her circumstance, she hasn't eaten plenty of cunt. My girl disagreed, "plenty of girls never had any". Her sample is probably less biased than mine. Still... Really ?!

The form stands ready to take your take on the matter and convey it to me for my edification. Thank you.

PS,

take-it-all

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4 Responses

  1. gypsum_centipede_core`s avatar
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    gypsum_centipede_core 
    Wednesday, 8 March 2017

    the obvious thing to do would have been to send your girl in after her?

  2. Mircea Popescu`s avatar
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    Mircea Popescu 
    Wednesday, 8 March 2017

    Here, have some wikilicks :

    Mr. P oh, i published the airport slut
    Miss Kitty oh cool. was just about to read the earlier article too

    Miss Kitty individually wrapped in celophane. / cellophane
    Miss Kitty and ewwhw
    Miss Kitty lol it's an apt image though

    Mr. P breasts giggling|!
    Miss Kitty o wow hahaha
    Miss Kitty i didn't notice at all!

    Mr. P i thought it was pretty good.
    Miss Kitty i'd keep it tho

    Mr. P of course. happy boobies.
    Miss Kitty trilema editing categories: stuff he'll prolly want to change, stuff i know he's not gonna change, stuff i'll feel remiss for suggesting a change
    Miss Kitty anyway no other edits.

    Miss Kitty worn pair of cuttofs / cutoffs
    Miss Kitty cuttlefishoffs
    Mr. P lol

    Miss Kitty pretty comprehensive treatment it got! nicely done, no moar edits
    Mr. P ha-HA!

    Miss Kitty (nice pic too)
    Mr. P lol are you sitting in the vip lobby watching women lick dick ?

    Miss Kitty yes i am. munching on celery too.
    Mr. P no undies, miniskirt... what are you, like a literary device ?
    Mr. P "this is so not credible."

    Miss Kitty yes hello this is device
    Mr. P lol

    Miss Kitty i'm half sorry i didn't go after her. just to see what she'd do, roll the luggage cart straight into a stall, what?
    Mr. P eh, she had her chance. just how far can "no slut left behind" possibly go ?

    Miss Kitty myeah. dumbass. anyway this airport is like a giant mall. for a little i sat in the actual terminal for peons trying to get wireless set up (no go down there, i think they assume everyone has some phone dataplan or w/e)...total wilderness outside the big bay windows, palms and whatnot, all need-a-macheteville, and then this thing is concourse after concourse of duty free shops and fried stuff stalls
    Mr. P yeah.

    Miss Kitty i don't think i've ever seen one this stuffed to the gills with stores
    Mr. P well, that's kinda what panama is.
    Mr. P a sort of mothership of timeshares.

    Miss Kitty yikes
    Mr. P vegas without rickles.

    Miss Kitty wasn't voorhees all into this place?
    Miss Kitty dork

    So now you know.

  3. gypsum_centipede_core`s avatar
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    gypsum_centipede_core 
    Monday, 13 March 2017

    "a sort of mothership of timeshares"?

    You may wish to reconsider your (dim) opinion of the English language?

  4. Mircea Popescu`s avatar
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    Mircea Popescu 
    Monday, 13 March 2017

    The Trilema Department of Dog kindly asks you to state your business plainly. Wut ?

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