The Cat-caller: Ugh! Fucking ugh! Gross! Why do men do this?! They think because their gross ass whi

The Cat-caller: Ugh! Fucking ugh! Gross! Why do men do this?! They think because their gross ass whistled at me I’ll take them home and make their fantasies come true? Seriously?? Well this week I decided I’d had enough. I was going to punish the very next man to catcall or whistle at me. I was going to ensure that they never catcalled or whistled at another woman ever again as long as they lived. And that’s exactly what happened. Perhaps motivated by revenge fantasies I decided to jog through the fraternity houses. Early, so there were less witnesses about. I’d gotten maybe ten minutes into my run when I identified my target. An entitled young man sitting on a stoop up ahead, man spacing with his knees, whistled at me while aggressively locking eyes. You know the type. Refers to himself as an alpha-male. Mommy and daddy thinks the sun shines out of their child’s overprivileged arse. As I got to where this grinning pastel Ken doll sat I slowed then came to a stop. Reclining further on the step with a hand on his crotch, eyeing me up and down, grinning from the side of his face he uttered “wassup” with a little backwards jerk of his head. Since then I have revisited the scene in my head and thought of so many funny things I could have said to this twat, but that day I said “wanna come back to my place for some fun?” “My place is right up there” curbside Casanova mentioned, thrusting a thumb up and behind him. “Ok! You know what, I have to get a couple of things from my car. What number is yours? Do you live alone?” He did. I returned with my bag and he buzzed me in. His place was a smelly mess of empty beer bottles, laundry and sports memorabilia. I spied what looked like a wine bottle that had been pissed in. Ken doll was already in his bed, naked, and by the look on his face I could tell I was supposed to be impressed by his less than spectacular erection. What Ken didn’t know however was that in my car I soaked the ass of my jogging leggings in chloroform. I smiled and straddled his face and soon he was unconscious. There was work to be done so I got busy. To be contd. http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/88036 http://www.mistressvictoriavixen.com -- source link

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