At the restaurant, Maraich smacked his head of lettuce. He had been busy with the head of lettuce for hours and now wanted nothing more than a soft cuddle or an impulsive massage from his lover Xanxus.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his luxurious Xanxus appeared at the door, grinning lustfully.
"Put down the head of lettuce," Xanxus said tenderly. "Unless you want me to caress that head of lettuce on your shoulder."
Maraich put down the head of lettuce. He was silky. He had never seen Xanxus so arrogant before and it made him featherlike.
Xanxus picked up the head of lettuce, then withdrew a chair from his ear. "Don't be so silky," Xanxus said with an arrogant grimace. "A cat bit my toe this morning, and everything became beautiful. Now with this head of lettuce and this chair I can tenderly rule the world!"
Maraich clutched his bewitching toe hungrily. This was his lover, his luxurious Xanxus, now staring at him with an arrogant ear.
"Fight it!" Maraich shouted. "The cat just wants the head of lettuce for his own luxurious devices! He doesn't love you, not the soft way I do!"
Maraich could see Xanxus trembling hungrily. Maraich reached out his shoulder and touched Xanxus's ear tenderly. He was luxurious, so luxurious, but he knew only his bewitching love for Xanxus would break the cat's spell.
Sure enough, Xanxus dropped the head of lettuce with a thunk. "Oh, Maraich," he squealed. "I'm so soft, can you ever forgive me?"
But Maraich had already moved at the restaurant. Like a flea on a dog, he pressed his shoulder into Xanxus's ear. And as they fell together in a beautiful fit of love, the head of lettuce lay on the floor, featherlike and forgotten.
Xanxus-mun should be able to guess why I put in some of these
The Battle For The Head Of Lettuce
At the restaurant, Maraich smacked his head of lettuce. He had been busy with the head of lettuce for hours and now wanted nothing more than a soft cuddle or an impulsive massage from his lover Xanxus.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his luxurious Xanxus appeared at the door, grinning lustfully.
"Put down the head of lettuce," Xanxus said tenderly. "Unless you want me to caress that head of lettuce on your shoulder."
Maraich put down the head of lettuce. He was silky. He had never seen Xanxus so arrogant before and it made him featherlike.
Xanxus picked up the head of lettuce, then withdrew a chair from his ear. "Don't be so silky," Xanxus said with an arrogant grimace. "A cat bit my toe this morning, and everything became beautiful. Now with this head of lettuce and this chair I can tenderly rule the world!"
Maraich clutched his bewitching toe hungrily. This was his lover, his luxurious Xanxus, now staring at him with an arrogant ear.
"Fight it!" Maraich shouted. "The cat just wants the head of lettuce for his own luxurious devices! He doesn't love you, not the soft way I do!"
Maraich could see Xanxus trembling hungrily. Maraich reached out his shoulder and touched Xanxus's ear tenderly. He was luxurious, so luxurious, but he knew only his bewitching love for Xanxus would break the cat's spell.
Sure enough, Xanxus dropped the head of lettuce with a thunk. "Oh, Maraich," he squealed. "I'm so soft, can you ever forgive me?"
But Maraich had already moved at the restaurant. Like a flea on a dog, he pressed his shoulder into Xanxus's ear. And as they fell together in a beautiful fit of love, the head of lettuce lay on the floor, featherlike and forgotten.