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Jim Brown envisioned his mother tugging at her camel-toed be-legginged crotch.  For years this image seduced him and he could only go to bed with a woman if she had genital décolletage.  After some time, he realized how uncannily similar these women were to his mother, from their tawny perms to their excessive punctuality and overall whorishness.


Disgusted by his incestuous longings, Jim dated women that wore baggy pants, were always late, and more often than not were celibate.  The celibacy became an issue.  Then he met a woman who wore only dresses.  Fabulous.  Until he saw her casually reach down and pull her tan pantyhose out of the forked flesh that had formed underneath her skirt.

Arabian Tights

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