Spanishbelle’s BodyBlog

My co-worker giggled as I approached.  "I shouldn’t show you this, I’ll get in trouble.  But it’s too good to pass up!"  And so the incident report read:  Mr. Hong and Mr. Kong (alias names) had been caught in the act of intercourse in the sauna room.  We tried to dicpher the signature at the bottom of the report, who the unfortunate soul was to witness and rectify such a situation.  I made out the name and waited for him to show up.

"So, did you have some popcorn with your drama?" I asked.  "Belle, please don’t go there.  I am traumatized for life. They were like two bears, ANIMALS…..going at it!  Holding nothing back." 

"GROSSS….spare me the visual.  OMG….what did you do?  I asked.

"I was making my rounds in the gym when I went into the sauna room and there they were…bang, bang, bang.  I walked around somewhat in shock then I told them they needed to separate and meet me upstairs." My co-worker replied.

"Did you watch?"  My question puzzled him.  "Did you watch them separate?  Watch stuff pull out of the poop-chute, Hershey squirt road, one-eye jack?"

"Where’d you get all these names and why are you asking me this?  Black man turning white here. 

I smiled, "I’m married to an Irish man and a little perverted plus I like to see you squirm." 

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