The Strong Man at the circus thinks he’s got a sweet gig. While the muscle of other men his age has turned to flab, his is rock solid. It excites the women. This isn’t conjecture. When night falls and the circus folks finish their chores, the Strong Man heads to the local bar. The Townswomen, eager to touch what they had vividly imagined, show up in droves. Excited, they probe, tickle and blush, then slip back to their marital bed dreaming of their taut youth. A few of the Townswomen linger, each vying for a chance to sample the goods. The next day the Strong Man, oblivious to the hunger he’s left in his wake, packs up and heads to the next town to repeat the process all over again.
The Strong Man
June 29, 2016 | 0 comments