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- Joined
- Nov 3, 2017
- Location
- Laughing up at you from hell.
Mr Peter's was in his usual place sat in front of the television on his battered old looking blue sofa. As far he had followed the usual daily route however even though it was late morning he still hadn't bothered to wash and get dressed. Instead he was still sat in his pyjamas bottoms a white food stained stringed vest and a long dark blue bathrobe. As far as he could remember he had nothing planned for the day or anyone to see. Besides what was the point off being retired if you couldn't slob around when you wanted he had told himself. It's not like everyone would have been foolish enough to pay him a visit. Mr Peter's was well known in the area for being a rather unpleasant person. His neighbors did their up most to avoid him. They had in fact be trying desperately to years to get rid off him!!
Mr Peter's was in his early sixties. His untidy hair was shoulder length a mixture off grey and white . Even for his age he was still a bear off a men standing around six foot five inches in height. Large round shoulders with a barrelled chest. Mr Peter's also had a large pot belly to show for his many years off drinking beer and unhealthy living. His skin was a pale colour covered with skin tags and as tough as old boots. His once decent good looks had long disappear to be replaced by ugly old weathered haggard features.
Flicking from channel to channel in the vain hope that there might actually be something decent to watch for a change. He was old enough to remember when there had only been a few channels to watch and there didn't seem to be anything better to watch now that there were over two hundred! However one thing that had certainly improved television were the many porn channels he was now able to watch daily. Masturbating over the busty young ladies whenever the mood took him.
Suddenly he sat up a little straighter on the sofa alert when he heard the soft tapping on the front door. Shortly afterwards followed by another knock. "Oh for fuck sake! Who the fuck is that!" He grumbled loudly to himself as he slowly got to his feet and made his way to the front door. On opening the door he was in mid flow off telling whoever it was to "fuck off!!" But stop suddenly at the sight off a beautiful young lady standing there with a large smile written across her pretty face. Mr Peter's eyes were drawn away from the busty beauty to the skinny young puke walking up the path towards the house. "And what can I do for Missy?" He asked running his hand over the rough stubble on his chin.
Mr Peter's was in his early sixties. His untidy hair was shoulder length a mixture off grey and white . Even for his age he was still a bear off a men standing around six foot five inches in height. Large round shoulders with a barrelled chest. Mr Peter's also had a large pot belly to show for his many years off drinking beer and unhealthy living. His skin was a pale colour covered with skin tags and as tough as old boots. His once decent good looks had long disappear to be replaced by ugly old weathered haggard features.
Flicking from channel to channel in the vain hope that there might actually be something decent to watch for a change. He was old enough to remember when there had only been a few channels to watch and there didn't seem to be anything better to watch now that there were over two hundred! However one thing that had certainly improved television were the many porn channels he was now able to watch daily. Masturbating over the busty young ladies whenever the mood took him.
Suddenly he sat up a little straighter on the sofa alert when he heard the soft tapping on the front door. Shortly afterwards followed by another knock. "Oh for fuck sake! Who the fuck is that!" He grumbled loudly to himself as he slowly got to his feet and made his way to the front door. On opening the door he was in mid flow off telling whoever it was to "fuck off!!" But stop suddenly at the sight off a beautiful young lady standing there with a large smile written across her pretty face. Mr Peter's eyes were drawn away from the busty beauty to the skinny young puke walking up the path towards the house. "And what can I do for Missy?" He asked running his hand over the rough stubble on his chin.
