“How do you know you wouldn’t like it?” “The same way I know I wouldn’t like being shat upon: instinctually.” “Orgies are fun, if you’re in the mood.” “Nuh-uh. They gimme the shkeeves,” Tiresias Richardson said. She and Big-Dicked Sheila were nearly immobile in pool chairs; attractive people rogered one another in the water before … Continue reading Party Time In Little Aleppo