“I love them, I just love them,” Lauren said breathlessly as she dove face-first into warm place between Sandy’s breasts.She sent her tongue to the salty expanses of the under-boob and then focused on her milk-chocolate nipples, Sandy moaning, “Yes, yes, Mommy, yes.”
Lauren peeled off Sandy’s lacy nothing underwear and pulled back to get a good look at her. She liked her unkempt, hairy, the wet split beaver of a bygone era, musky and ripe. Her inner lips were swollen like a bruise.
“I skipped lunch, you know,” Lauren said with a leer.
“Are you hungry for it, Mommy?” Sandy asked as she spread herself open.
Lauren stood and undressed completely, throwing her clothes all over the hotel room: the tight suit jacket and skirt, the enormous black sunglasses and blonde wig, the confining bra and period panties.She posed for Sandy, running fingers over her shaved pudenda, hooking them briefly in her herself and then tasting, making a bit of a face.
“You always taste like blueberries and Spring,” Sandy said. “And you are just so little. I want to throw you around.”
“My last day was yesterday,” Lauren said, an apology.
“I don’t care, I never care,” Sandy said. “I went to Boston University. You think I never got my red wings?”
Lauren climbed on the bed, backing herself into Sandy’s waiting mouth.
They licked and nuzzled, flicked and rubbed, scissored and queefed and giggled.
—
Spent, Sandy held Lauren as she cried. Lauren always cried after, not out of shame, but relief, release. Sandy needed to pee very badly, but she held her GOP lover anyway until she drifted off, her tears finally dry.
—
Lauren woke at the sound of the shower coming on. She stretched and rolled over onto Sandy’s pillow to breathe in her scent. Now the shame came to settle on her like a weighted blanket. She wouldn’t let herself cry any longer. She curled into a tiny, tiny ball in the center of the bed and fought down her emotions, the good and the bad. She straightened back out as the shower cut off and forced herself to smile.
Sandy stepped out of the bathroom, her long hair twisted into a towel and piled on her head. She dried herself vigorously and Lauren watched the shaking and swinging of her breasts.
“I never want to stop watching you,” Lauren said, her voice raw. “I wish there was someway I could keep you from ever putting clothes on again.”
Sandy smiled, her teeth white in the mid-afternoon gloom of the hotel room with the curtain tightly shut.
“I want to run away with you,” Lauren said. “I want everyone to know.”
“We can’t, Lauren. You know that,” Sandy said sadly, settling on the bed next to her and rubbing her bare back.
“I know, I know.”
“It would destroy our careers,” Sandy said. She bent to kiss Lauren between her shoulder blades and stood to begin dressing.
“Maybe I don’t care about my career anymore,” Lauren said quietly.
Sandy barked out laughter. “That’s not the sentiment of a woman that wants to be President,” she said.
“But what if I had to run against you?” Lauren asked. “I wouldn’t do it, I couldn’t do it.”
“It would be perfect that way,” Sandy said. “It would guarantee that at least one of us would be President. We could come out then, say fuck them all, and come out. You would make a great First Lesbian.”
“So would you,” Lauren said, laughing, thinking about sports bras under elegant gowns.
“And we could run as each other’s VP in the next election!” Sandy said giggling. She sat down on the bed again to put on her shoes.
“Are you getting up?” she asked Lauren. “I need to leave but I’m scared you’ll just lie here the rest of the day worrying.”
“I’m supposed to go shooting with Dick Cheney later, and write some Tweets, I guess,” Lauren said.
“Get up,” Sandy said, slapping Lauren’s butt lightly, “I want you in the shower before I leave.”
Groaning, Lauren let herself slither off the bed and stand unsteadily. Sandy put her arm around her and guided her to the bathroom.
“There’s my girl,” Sandy said, kissing her on the cheek. “There’s my brave, sexy girl.”
Lauren groaned again, protracted and theatrically, and started the shower.
new horror
orthogonal to the old horror
who knows which way is up
Not nausea inducing, but strange, strange sensations nonetheless.
Somehow made unhot, but that didn’t stop me. I feel so ashamed.
um…
I’ve fapped to worse…
So say we all.
“I’m supposed to go shooting with Dick Cheney later, and write some Tweets, I guess,” Lauren said.
You guess?
Heh.
This could be a short story…
“I went shooting with Dick Cheney”
The End
I don’t know who Lauren and Sandy are. Makes it difficult to mast…. to, uh, follow the story.
Lauren Boebert and AOC.
Lauren could have been Southern or Boebert.
AOC – that’s better than Sandy Berger. Or Sandy Koufax.
Visualization established. I’ll be back in a few minutes….
They are both like that girlfriend Seinfeld had – hot one day, scary the next.
Two Face.
https://youtu.be/TFeUrC2gR30?feature=shared
Man Hands?
Bad lighting on the porch!
Lauren Boebert and…AoC, maybe?
*smacks forehead, grimaces*
AOC is Sandy
The deep-fake inspiration
This is exactly what AI was created for.
Everyone knows new technology is first perfected on porn.
“Conservatives and Liberals have been furious over this AI image of Rep. AOC and Rep. Lauren Boebert. It appears both parties agree this isn’t what AI was created for. This is wrong.”
AI will be wellspring of endless lying, manipulation, propaganda, character assassination, and fun. Lots of fun. Fun like this example.
The funny part is that’s the most convincing example I’ve seen so far.
😂
Sandy is AOC, I think.
Star-crossed lovers, eh?
Certainly strange bedfellows, but that’s politics, isn’t it?
She liked her unkempt, hairy, the wet split beaver of a bygone era, musky and ripe. Her inner lips were swollen like a bruise.
Obigatory.
“I skipped lunch, you know,” Lauren said with a leer.
Was lunch going to be Steak-ums? With cheese?
Primus – Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYDfwUJzYQg
+1
I wish I had thought of that song.
This is what we call ‘bipartisanship’.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD……
Hotness: 100
Combined IQ: About the same.
*snicker*
*golf clap*
Shutner down her, Boss!
Within a BCH I guess.
*thunderous applause*
Lauren Boebert and AOC.
Rawr.
Thomas Sowell warned us.
https://br.ifunny.co/picture/don-t-be-fooled-by-big-ol-socialist-titties-they-7TMNXbTI8
Ignore his wisdom at your peril.
Can you imagine how much fun it would be to kick back in the pub and drink a few beers with Thomas Sowell? Even among the public intellectuals whom I like (a fucking small group, I might add,) I can’t think of many others I’d be excited to go bar hopping with.
I’ve had drinks with Walter Williams, Murray Rothbard, Barbara Branden, Russ Means and any number of folks who become “cool” folks when an adult beverage appears in their hand.
That’s hilarious.
I confess. It moved.
The idea that “Sandy” is the more grown-up of the pair might be the scariest part.
She learned from her Bull.
That guy’s image needs to be in the dictionary next to the definition of beta male.
Wow, I think my T dropped a few points just looking at that.
I dare you to get more than 4 paragraphs into this.
https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2024/04/white-women-anti-racism-workshops/678232/
JFC, I had to read the Reddit post on the article to see if these people were joking.
https://www.reddit.com/r/atlanticdiscussions/comments/1chmfwi/are_white_women_better_now_what_antiracism/?rdt=35547
How do people like this cope with their day, they must be constantly questioning every thought and action they have…..or more likely they constantly judge others who are less holy then they.
This would be more productive for these folks.
https://youtu.be/LC6srNKf9gk
Sandy barked out laughter. “That’s not the sentiment of a woman that wants to be President,” she said.
A politician who can’t even keep her own son out of jail has no shot at the Presidency.
I like the song quote in the summary.
Thanks SF, almost lunch time and I still have an appetite.
Next week: The Joe and Donald Lemon Party.
SF did that waaay back at the beginning of this series.
The local antifa is such a bunch of tryhard wannabees. They tore down and destroyed a statue commemorating the local Union volunteer regiment because destroying Civil War statues was what the cool commies were doing.
But now I hates them.
The GF and I have a date when her kid is in Hebrew school, but there’s going to be a big pro-Pali demonstration complete with threats to the downtown temple, so the class has been cancelled tonight.
I will not be cock-blocked by commies!
They are merely children lead astray.
“This is a global problem that young people are being influenced by those who are professionals at radicalizing our children.”
https://www.cbsnews.com/newyork/news/columbia-university-protests-nypd-arrests/
*Hitler Youth nod in unison.
we really are heading don the path to another Hitler. And the lefties are so stupid they don’t realize it is them. Just like last time.
I would really rather get a Pinochet.
You’ll get the tyrant you get, not the one you want. AND YOU WILL BE HAPPY ABOUT IT!
Dude, the entire 20th century was cock-blocked by commies! What makes you special?
James Bond wasn’t.
Fair.
The on the street reporter for CBS Marcia Kramer has quite the voice. Sounds like a woman trying to sound like a man.
She’s 75.
She worked the Daily News and her husband the New York Post. I’m sure there is story there. But she appears to be the typical Boomer who won’t retire as she is just “too important” to do so.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcia_Kramer
As a boomer that fully expects to be working at 75, I see no problem in this.
I’m not exactly young either. But I feel a bit about the press the way I do politicians.
I’m not suggesting that she be barred from working anymore than you should be barred from voting for an 81 year old senile man for president.
By all means, criticize modern journalists for being hacks that are wasting space in this world. Just don’t tie it to being boomers.
That’s fair.
I agree with Kinnath in that I will still be working at age 75. Not because I feel it is “too important” though. Because I will need money.
RJ – I hope you can.
More than a few people are no longer able to work regardless of their desire. Keep it in mind for your planning.
https://www.wsj.com/personal-finance/retirement/retire-at-65-its-more-like-62-d5f943c4?st=w8lznowfm9dwfi5&reflink=desktopwebshare_permalink
I am still working at 67. I can continue to be an engineer till I’m 85 or 90, so long as I don’t get Alzheimer’s. Although there could be a time when I say fuck it to commuting and seek WFH contract work.
The people in the trades though, those bodies wear out. They have real expiration dates to cope with.
Truth.
We have one guy (63 ish) and we’ve recently transitioned him into a less physical position and a moved his hours to part time (per his request). He can’t work full time or else his benefits get cut, but he still needs/wants to work.
Whereas people in the people business have to deal with people, and my ass was plum wore out of doing that.
Don’t fall down, everything changes.
Attitudes included.
Don’t fall down,
I’ve had this discussion with my bosses once we were required to return to the office. I told them its my discretion whether or not to drive into work during bad winter weather. Falling down is no longer an option.
I was surprised that she could still be considered employable in that role with that voice, but her work history and resume sounds solid. They typically throw some 24 year old dope in the person on the street role.
Good for her.
“They licked and nuzzled, flicked and rubbed, scissored and queefed and giggled.”
I larfed.
Wasn’t there a AI deepfake of them together in bikinis? And..good stuff once again.
See Bobarian’s link above
*snickers* glad someone had it.
Well, we now know who would ride bitch in a Dykes on Bikes parade.
Wow. UnitedHealth paid $22m in ransom,
https://www.cnbc.com/2024/05/01/unitedhealth-ceo-says-company-paid-hackers-22-million-ransom.html
Crime does pay.
/looks at MGM still recovering from their ransomware attack
If you’re not doing a good job of validation backups and keeping different snapshots, a ransomware attack can be crippling.
Wait, I am supposed to VALIDATE those backups?
/recalls horror stories of large companies that had someone “validating” backups by just checking the job completed… with “ERROR: No Drive Detected”.
Even here…with my fellow sysadmins Ill ask them to ‘check the backup’ and they look at me blankly. “I did, I verified the backup log”…So no idea if its corrupt? Have you spot tested and restored that backup? Do you even know what is on the backup? All blank stares.
If software all worked perfectly, you wouldn’t have a job as a sysadmin.
Wouldn’t the casino owner Terry Benedict try to hunt you and your crew down if you tried to steal that much?
He might be generous and give you a few weeks to pay it back.
Not like the bastards are paying for my family’s medical care.
This question was brought up before:
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-13367179/conjoined-twins-lesbian-straight-sexual-urges-intercourse.html
A Daily Mail article sourced from a Reddit AMA, so you know it’s legit.
Related.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WodxKPFJH9A
Sandy and Lauren—no one would pay a minute’s attention to their thoughts on the issues if they had Eleanor Roosevelt faces on Chrissy Metz bodies.
Walmart, Dicks, Target must be really racking in the cash with this sudden influx of tent purchasing…unless they came from somewhere else.
Amazon purchases, most likely. Delivered to Soros PO boxes.
WHO Overturns Dogma on Airborne Disease Spread. The CDC Might Not Act on It.
Here’s one for the work at home crowd! Also it should eliminate public transportation subsidies and sports stadium subsidies!
https://kffhealthnews.org/news/article/airborne-disease-transmission-who-cdc-new-evidence/
Speaking of ancient noozgals, I wonder what Helen Thomas is up to these days. She could probably give us the straight dope on free speech activism.
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
https://www.upi.com/Top_News/US/2010/12/04/Wayne-State-ends-Helen-Thomas-Award/UPI-69151291511834/
I bet she has an Onlyfans.
You know who subscribes.
OMWC has bragged about cameos.
Such advice overwhelmed recommendations for N95 masks that filter out most virus-laden particles suspended in the air.
“Virus-laden particles.” Carefully worded bullshit.
I’LL BE IN MY BUNK VOTING.
We can deliver a part fully assembled that you won’t have to take apart and improperly reassemble! Where’s my cookie and gold star?