Post by goldenmyst on Apr 2, 2022 7:49:02 GMT -6
Secrets of the Sisterhood
The psych aides conspire to lure John out of his book shell and into the social world. Shari says to Valerie, “Hey let’s set up a tarp in the patio because they are predicting rain. I bet john will find his way out to me.”
Valerie replies, “You are his mystery woman. I’ll leave you out there for him to discover. This will be his first getting to know you as a woman.”
John goes to the snack cabinet and makes a peanut butter sandwich which he devours. This is the first decent meal his scrawny self has dined on since joining the club for the divinely touched. He sees the lady staff duo going out into the quadrangle and decides to share his Texas hiking pictures with them. So he grabs a photo album and heads out the door.
There he sits under the tarp with Shari for a gender sharing with the pitter patter of rain on the plastic. He opens the picture book and shows her photos of him in front of the mountains on Mt. Desert Island.
She says, “Oh I have been to Acadia National Park. Looks like you are an athletic mountain climber. For men feats of athleticism are the grand awakening. For us women it is lesbianism.”
John replies, “Fortunately a lot of men don’t object.”
Shari says, “Whew! Things are getting hot out here. Now show me more of your Alpinist tests of your masculinity.”
“Well, here is one of my peak experiences in Colorado.”
“Wow, you look high both geographically and from the expression on your face psychologically.”
“Have you ever climbed a mountain?”
“Honey, the only crest I’ve ever ascended is the one I inadvertently mentioned earlier.”
“You mean the Sapphic one?”
“My tongue keeps slipping. I’ll leave my escapades to your imagination. Would you like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?”
“I already afforded myself that dining experience.”
“Then you followed our trail of crumbs from there out here. Now tell me truly, isn’t chatting with me better than reading a book?”
“Absolutely. My bibliophile façade was my way of playing hard to get.”
“You rat. You were turned on by me and Valerie all along. That prudish
exterior just made you the mountain for me and Valerie to work our wiles on.”
“Well like George Washington said ‘I cannot tell a lie.’”
“Now that you’ve gotten the full scoop on my gender bender experiences let’s have the bread and sweet sandwich that I’ve promised you.”
“Well then let me wait out here while you prepare my dessert.”
“You just want the privacy of this hut in hopes I’ll tell more secrets.”
“Hey, I just need company while dining.”
“Right like I need a man to tell my dalliances with the sisterhood.”
The psych aides conspire to lure John out of his book shell and into the social world. Shari says to Valerie, “Hey let’s set up a tarp in the patio because they are predicting rain. I bet john will find his way out to me.”
Valerie replies, “You are his mystery woman. I’ll leave you out there for him to discover. This will be his first getting to know you as a woman.”
John goes to the snack cabinet and makes a peanut butter sandwich which he devours. This is the first decent meal his scrawny self has dined on since joining the club for the divinely touched. He sees the lady staff duo going out into the quadrangle and decides to share his Texas hiking pictures with them. So he grabs a photo album and heads out the door.
There he sits under the tarp with Shari for a gender sharing with the pitter patter of rain on the plastic. He opens the picture book and shows her photos of him in front of the mountains on Mt. Desert Island.
She says, “Oh I have been to Acadia National Park. Looks like you are an athletic mountain climber. For men feats of athleticism are the grand awakening. For us women it is lesbianism.”
John replies, “Fortunately a lot of men don’t object.”
Shari says, “Whew! Things are getting hot out here. Now show me more of your Alpinist tests of your masculinity.”
“Well, here is one of my peak experiences in Colorado.”
“Wow, you look high both geographically and from the expression on your face psychologically.”
“Have you ever climbed a mountain?”
“Honey, the only crest I’ve ever ascended is the one I inadvertently mentioned earlier.”
“You mean the Sapphic one?”
“My tongue keeps slipping. I’ll leave my escapades to your imagination. Would you like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?”
“I already afforded myself that dining experience.”
“Then you followed our trail of crumbs from there out here. Now tell me truly, isn’t chatting with me better than reading a book?”
“Absolutely. My bibliophile façade was my way of playing hard to get.”
“You rat. You were turned on by me and Valerie all along. That prudish
exterior just made you the mountain for me and Valerie to work our wiles on.”
“Well like George Washington said ‘I cannot tell a lie.’”
“Now that you’ve gotten the full scoop on my gender bender experiences let’s have the bread and sweet sandwich that I’ve promised you.”
“Well then let me wait out here while you prepare my dessert.”
“You just want the privacy of this hut in hopes I’ll tell more secrets.”
“Hey, I just need company while dining.”
“Right like I need a man to tell my dalliances with the sisterhood.”
