Tasteless Poetry: Episode XX

By Popular Demand

Strange Love At The Toot-N-Scoot

 Under the harsh glow of the fluorescent light

Lola freshened her powder blue eyeshadow

The ash grew long on her Marlboro Light

As she waited for Joe.

 

Lola worked the night shift from eleven to seven

At the all night convenience store.

A rough slice of heaven

For the drunks, night workers, and crack whores.

 

But her favorite customer was a man she knew only as Joe

He was a little geeky and a tad bit shy

And came in every night when the business was slow.

As courteous as could be, a soft spoken guy.

 

The sensor on the door gave a quick little beep

And in walked Joe with a shy little smile.

He shuffled to the counter and told Lola that he just couldn’t sleep

And if she minded if he just stood and talked for a while.

 

Lola’s face beamed with a bright shiny glow

And stated that she didn’t mind not a bit

They talked and they talked and Lola put on a show.

Giggling and laughing and pushing out her false tits.

 

When the mood was just right and no one was around the Toot and Scoot

In a velvety sotto voice, Lola took Joe’s hand and led him out back.

She then pushed down his jeans to around his boots.

Then preceded to give some mouth love beside the bread rack.

 

After that when all was said and done

Lola looked up with soft eyes and wiped off her chin.

And said, ‘Now that you’ve had your little fun,

It’s time for you to give it a spin.’

 

Joe was game and reached between Lola’s thighs.

And surprise of surprise, he got quite a shock.

He realized that he wasn’t none the wise

For Lola had a great big cock.

 

Joe said, ‘Hell no I ain’t that kind of guy.’

Lola with a smile pulled out a gun.

Joe stared and wondered why.

But Lola just grinned and said, ‘Git ‘er done.’

 

So a quick little recap and a lesson you might see.

A blow job that you think that you yearn

From a sotto voiced cashier that seems fancy free

You might just have to give in return.

14 Responses to “Tasteless Poetry: Episode XX”

  1. QueenBitch Says:

    LOL
    I was thinking “How Sweet” but now I’m like “ahh thats Evyl”
    hahahhahahahhaa

    Good stuff.

    Thanks darlin’. – Evyl

  2. umm, wasnt expecting that LOL.

    What were you expecting? – Evyl

  3. I thought it was suppose to be tasteless….and then I hit the end….Good Job!!

    Thanks!!! – Evyl

  4. LOL. Nice little twist there. Nothing cums easy.

    Like Lola, I like to leave a little extra hangin’ out there. – Evyl

  5. Something not so twisted? Or is that just Evyl is? Maybe, hes got a twisted mind? 😉

    Twisted is my bread and butter. – Evyl

  6. Was it “Joe the Plumber”?
    :mrgreen:
    ~m

    He can’t think about politics all the time. – Evyl

  7. I shoulda known. Powder blue eyeshadow went out of fashion decades ago except for the trannies. That’s it. Keep me on my toes, there Evyl.

    Along with wedge heels. Although I hear that those are coming back. – Evyl

  8. the fucker had a gun, what the hell else was i supposed to do?
    odd thing is
    now i got this thing for tranny porn
    go figure

    Sometimes a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. – Evyl

  9. Doktor Holocaust Says:

    I laughed. I cried. I farted blood. brilliant work.

    if i’m seriously into a girl, like I’ll get my ass out of bed in the wee hours and make up excuses to go to her workplace and hang out into her and she’s nice enough to put up with me and give me a suprise unasked-for blowjob, I’m honestly not going to care if she has a sausage to go with her buns.

    I may pause for a moment as the realization sinks in that I’m a bit gayer than I initially suspected but fair’s fair, and I’d owe that man a blowjob.

    Dude. – Evyl

  10. ehehehehee! classic evyl . . that was poifect.

    Thanks Red!!! – Evyl

  11. “I laughed. I cried. I farted blood” thanks Doktor Holocaust.

    I don’t know which made me laugh more, Evyl or the Dok.

    The comment was certainly food for thought. – Evyl

  12. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

    Glad ya liked it. – Evyl

  13. That story made me lose my……direction.

    Sorry ’bout that dude. BTW, blogger wouldn’t let me comment on your blog for some reason but I just wanted to say that Finding the Bunny Head is a hell of a lot more fun than Where’s Waldo? – Evyl

  14. carmen electra striptease

    Tasteless Poetry: Episode XX | From Evyl With Love

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