bedtime stories

I just spent the last half an hour laughing my ass off as Melis and I re-discovered and re-read an X-rated version of "Goldylocks" that I made up for her one morning 2 years ago. While the story in it's entire version is for our eyes only, here's a sample:

"in the meantime, a few neighborhoods away....a 20yr old girl named moldylocks (she was in the process of treating her yeast infection) had just gotten out of the drug rehab she had checked herself into to get over her nasty crack habit and was looking for a place to stay, but no one wanted an ex-crack addict to stay with them so she wandered from house to house until she came upon the goats cottage....[a little later on in the story]....when she got to the guest room she found a strange trunk on the floor next to a locked door. her curiosity got the better of her and she slowly lifted the lid and peeked inside. her eyes opened wide and she forgot all about the fact that she was trespassing, settled herself in on the floor and sorted through the contents of the trunk..." you can use your own imagination from there. Apparently I was sexually frustrated when I wrote this amusing little story to make my friend laugh....It's nice to know I spent 4 years getting a college degree to write pornographic fairytales. Melis and I have decided we could use a little immature amusement in our lives again, and have given each other new writing assignments for the weekend: I'm adapting "Rapunzel" and she's taking (perhaps literally...) "Cinderella".


I'm to turning homemade silly storybook porn for stress relief. Can you tell how badly I need a vacation? (and perhaps a rebound...)