Ho Hum
A friend of mine did a masters degree in the USA. He is a rather irreligious fellow from Iran (to the extent that during Ramadan he lays off whisky and bacon and switches to light beer and ham).

Anyhoo, over there one of his friends was an Italian-American guy from a large and religious family. This guy was religious too, but as I understand it in a more relaxed manner. I shall call him Frank.

Frank started dating a Japanese exchange student, whom I shall call Noriko.

Noriko had never left Japan before and was a little puzzled by certain aspects of Anglo-Saxon civilisation. She asked numerous questions on politics, economics, culture and, naturally, religion. More specifically, who was this Jesus guy and why was he so important to Frank.

Frank explained that Jesus was the son of God and had come to the earth to save mankind from all sin. So far, so good for the long haired zombie. Noriko took this on board and the day continued.

That night Frank and Noriko retired to his bedchamber for a menage a duex. Much firtyfookling ensued and resulted in Noriko, naked, on all fours being exuberantly shafted by Frank's pee-pee.

Frank was putting all his energy into it, grinding his hips, admiring the way her long black hair fell over the creamy skin on her back, listening with mounting joy to the moans and groans of Noriko as she was brought to an apex of pleasure.

At this point, according to Frank, Noriko turned her head and, in an orgasmic bellow, shouted "I am your Jesus!".

Frank fell off the saddle. He lay there laughing as Noriko, still on all fours looked at him in puzzlement. He was apparently unable to finish and had a lot more explaining to do.

Length, height, width etc... see the King James Bible.
(Zapiola zip-zap-zop, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 21:24, Reply)