One Lay At A Time

Mackenzie Phillips has a birthmark the shape of Oklahoma on her back.

We used to roughhouse in the early 80s. Don't ask me why.

Maybe I was just trying to make Bonnie Franklin jealous.

Anyway, she was facing away from me, necessarily, and all I could do was stare at that stain.

Oklahoma... Oklahoma...

It started to develop an exotic sound in my head after a while.

I pretended we were in a surrey with fringe on top. Rocking it like a cradle.

And I was the sheriff, working schemes in my head to swindle her out of her gold claim.

It helped that she sounded like a goddamn horse.

After a while I stuck her panties in her mouth.
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