shopping list: aisle 7

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he must have spent an hour
inside this nasty imagination -
there in aisle 7, hair accessories


where tortoise shell barrette
evolves into a clit isolation test of strength
claw clamps in black = nipple clip
spring loaded strong
tested on wrist skin for proper grip

next in basket, wide handled brush
plans from every angle
thick-to-thin twisting handle
rotate horizontal to vertical stretching-

bristle brush back thigh down
behind knee scratch and tease,
pause for silver scissor neat trim checkpoint
pomade for shaping perfect triangle
and a swift swipe below the point soft

before swift smack of wide oval face
to ass discipline,
(maybe some marking of territory)
before prompting requests
soft under tears,

"didn't hear you what did you say right before 'oh god, please?'"


aisle 7 smart shopper knows how to accessorize
with the most innocent of gifts...

fingering beaded pony tail holders
imagining some sort of macrame work
would be needed for proper use

knuckle measure inch by inch
of flower and butterfly plastic clips
estimating length of vertical lips
for skin stretch isolation and pinch
pull back and test of trust,
mirror aimed between

"better leave those eyes opened, you know
how far this can go"

[i]as he suspects certain boundaries may be crossed, he puts curling iron back onto shelf before dropping another handful of elastic scrunchies and headbands for general purposes (yet to be determined) turns temptation eyes away from cosmetics across the tile, tweezers and cold creme, peeling masks, hot wax...another time, another time... besides next on the rotation, hardware, aisle 14... pushing away thoughts of pvc pipe pliers and...[/i]

to focus, baby, come on focus:
tonight comes VO5 hot oil treatment
bobby pin slow pinch between
thumb and fore finger,

and don't forget ten for a dollar
terry cloth elastic rings
slid onto him for a laugh at this growing
fuzzy multicolored caterpillar,
constricted by pony holders, leaving that bare head peeking out the top

for an up close look at
tuesday's grand opening: salon night

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
fantastic

arousal at its finest

hippiedudehippiedudealmost 20 years ago
So that was YOU

I saw on aisle 7! I knew you were up to something devious. There is just too much sinister delight in this imaginative piece -- I love it!

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
Opposite

to what every one else has mentioned Seattle, I think the Shopper's POV makes for a creepy read that pulls you in. A definite dark erotic <shivers>?much enjoyed!

fawniefawniealmost 20 years ago
omg!!

teasingly delicious..

this was so fun to read..i'm still grinning..

shopping aisle 7 will never hold the same meaning!!

~grinzzzz~

wonderful piece hun!

echoes_sechoes_salmost 20 years ago
LOL, you are bad

can I take you home to play? *grins* Great imagination and work here.

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