phone sex is when you wrap yourself in red silk, as you let go of all your secrets and expose everything thats beneath a lacie black thong...to the silence of the wall. I often wonder, how in the world did god make someone *cough* Elissa *cough* so ugly inside and out. I hope its not contagious. I think if I touched her, she would turn green, grow a broom stick out of her ass and be set for take off. Maybe I'll give her a Labor Day present. A permanent mask? A business card to a plastic surgeon? or maybe she should become a nun and pray for a new soul... He is not just any boy in a pair of Hanes boxers. He's different than any secret I had ever tried to keep. He is a naked mulrat in uniform, straddling wildly on a golf club stuck in the bloody ground, while slowly stealing even my parents hearts.