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Re:Netmichelle premiere’s her first porno and gets kicked out of a restaurant.
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Great story!  A word of advice for ya, next time you're in the mens room standing at the urinal looking at the guy standing next to you be sure NOT so say, "Nice penis," as that's just asking for trouble or the guy might freak out and run like hell.  :D

Sounds like a fun nite, dawg... ;)

Peace...

I found myself getting a hard-on. The pressure of my pink gigantic dildo bulging to the side of my ripped 501 blues gave my clit a thrill. I was reeking of men’s cologne (Axe) and had my spiky blond hair mashed into a black baseball cap with clear tinted sunglasses. So, nobody invited NetMichelle to the all male TER party, so she decides to invite herself, in drag. Breasts mashed down with an Ace bandage, no makeup, I was ready. Perfecting the art of being an obnoxious LA hobbyist, I decide to not brush my teeth and to be fashionably late and chauffeured. “The traffic, the traffic.” I muttered. “Sup? Suuup.” Rotating my huge cock to the side I sauntered in.

I had prepped by going to Del Taco, (special #5) since I had resolved to give free lap dances for shots at the bar. I planned to use the men’s restroom, stand at the urinal and stare just a little too long at the guy peeing next to me. Good thing I am quick at dodging punches. I’ll give them the nod. Then a wink at the table. Maybe footsie will be on the menu.

When I got inside, I became obfuscated in my confusion, sawdust on the floor? Family restaurant? Ok, but where are the guys? I started tipping waiters; psssst….where is the table with all the men? Where are the “dukes?” I sauntered over with my jean jacket over my crotch. Suddenly, it was all horribly wrong. Nothing was going to plan. I looked like a freak. “You are who??” Oh no. I sat down muttered something about 40 oz. Bud beer please, and sighed. Finally, trying to somehow melt my frozen smile, I tried to avoid their gazes and breathe. This wasn’t going to work.


I said how great it was to meet everyone. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my mondo pink dick and put it on the table. I think I heard a fork drop from the table behind me. The whole table started laughing. This is NetMichelle? Really? Omg. Cool. They were in shock. I wasn’t feeling sexy anymore so I decided to change costume.

I went to the ladies room to remove my Ace bandages, slip on my red stilettos and vintage black negligee. Then we all quickly started to chat up a storm. I decided to premiere my new art porno, and then not before long the manager comes over to complain. Next thing leads to another, and we were thanked for leaving.

Next stop was the porn store to see Belladonna at her local signing. I got a signed poster and of course that pink mondo dildo autographed. It was a good night. I had sweet dreams.




Great story!  A word of advice for ya, next time you're in the mens room standing at the urinal looking at the guy standing next to you be sure NOT so say, "Nice penis," as that's just asking for trouble or the guy might freak out and run like hell.  :D

Sounds like a fun nite, dawg... ;)

Peace...

Roxy Tomato2508 reads

Report from the field Number 11 and they, too, were providers in reverse drag.  Believe me, Lily June was behind it all.

Kafka tells this story:

The man goes to the castle to petition the prince for relief from oppression.  The gatekeeper tells him that the prince is not in and to return tomorrow.  The man returns the next day with his petition and is told, again, that the prince is not in.  This goes on for weeks, then months.

After several years of coming to the castle and being told that the prince is not in, the man finally asks the gatekeeper, "Why is the castle here, then?"

The gatekeeper replies:  "It is here solely for you to come here and wait."

"Netty" you were in true form last night. It was a shame that the other patrons of the restaurant didn't appreciate your candor and sexuality (we the hobbyists sure did though :o) ). Oh well; their loss.
   Only our NetM could cause more curiosity at a porn-star appearance than the porn-star herself. The proprieters of the establishment moved us to the head of the line because of the spectacle & clammer that "Netty" was creating back in the waiting crowd. A further spectacle ensued when our "Netty" held up traffic on Harbor Blvd as she sauntered across the lanes of traffic in her black negligee and red 9 inch platform stiletto heels.

  Damn!! I finally have meet the woman of my dreams and she unfortunately is not the marrying type

  FR.
   

I forgot.   That was in my head.  Shit.  I hate it when that happens.

 Nettie, come home soon.  Vivi can't find the batteries.

Turkana1973 reads

The NY Times Magazine's cover article today is on graphic novels.  Thesis: Comic books are the new highbrow literature.  Just as poetry gave way to the novel, the novel will give way to the graphic novel.  Graphic novels are breaking the molds of literature, creating new forms, causing us to think in new ways.

As I read, an image began to form in my mind, as tho drawn by R. Crumb -- there she was in a panel, standing at the mirror, preening her new hair and applying the makeup; in the next panel, putting on the five inch heels -- ah, and how appropriate to the graphic novel form are those episodic posts: NetMichelle on the Greyhound bus -- NetMichelle growing garlic in Vermont -- NetMichelle greeting a visitor at her place....  Somebody has gotta do it:  Netmichelle, The Graphic Novel!!!1

Unzipping your pants and plonking the dildo down on the table.  That will end up in a Hollywood script sometime.  You're in hyper-drive.

Lovely new website picture also!

/Zin

Go cunningly amid the boys, and – hey!
Remember that sleaze may bring some mileage
As far as possible without surrender
Be ready to turn on all persons
Express yourself openly and clearly
And just listen to the others!
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too will have their story (of you).

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