no, nursemyra is not yet back at the gimcrack but I have managed to locate an internet connection that supports my blog so I can now share the experience of being fingerfucked.
this is my umpteenth visit to a particular town in SE Asia and each time I have been tracked down by a 15 year old boy determined to conduct a love affair with an unexpected part of my anatomy. materialising when I am suitably margarita-ed in a hot and sweaty bar, one hand selling postcards and tiger balm, he likes to slide his index finger between my arm and torso with a disturbingly familiar in and out motion. occasionally there’s an innovative twirl and a bit of side to side action.
I’ve tried the “hey what are you doing?” approach and swatting his hand away but three sips later he’s penetrating me again. it’s a most peculiar sensation (try doing it to a stranger if you want to be committed to the gimcrack or any of its sister institutions).
of course, nursemyra’s armpits are particularly desirable in this climate, juiced up and slick with pheromonal perspiration, smooth folds that initially resist then suck in tightly when nudged with a firm and determined tool.
it’s one of life’s cruel ironies that I have seven more days alone in the Honey Moon suite at the Phuoc My Lai hotel with no intern of suitable years to fully investigate the charms of my armpit.