Stevie what happened to you

I had a accident

Wow how awful

It is okay Maisie

What happened

As you know I was having a crisis of faith

You often suffer from this state of mind

A number of people had drowned at sea

Perfectly innocent people fleeing imagined persecutions

This troubled me as how could a benevolent God let this happen

I decided to take a walk along the coastal path

To be alone with my thoughts

A few minutes after I commenced my journey

Near the path to the beach

I passed a young couple

He was wearing the standard polo and shorts

Whereas the woman was was wearing a sarong like wrap

I was admiring the colours of her red blue and green

When a gust of wind parted her secret curtain

Her cunt was fully exposed for my pleasure

It was totally shaven in the style that you favour

I find it cleaner and more sensual in hot weather

These kind winds make me so horny

The woman aware smiled shyly at her misfortune

She sensed the pleasure of her display

It was over before it started

She adjusted her errant garment

I was smiling inwardly to myself

Thinking that although I was troubled

God was bounteous

You have not explained

How your accident occurred

I was thinking about that moment

And how her cunt resembled your cunt

When I placed my foot in a hidden rabbit hole

My weight was confused and snap

I had broken my ankle

Which meant a painful trip to A&E

Why are you smiling Maisie

Because it reminded me of what you said to me

When the Prime Minister was assassinated

What was that

Red or White

You are playing with me

I jest

Only God Forgives

You said that to me in all seriousness

On that wonderful day

Erotic Tales of Summer