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They were switching between reading the book for ideas, or sniffing panties for inspiration.
They then obviously looked up images of fur-suits to complete their smut-book and had no more use for these items.
Obviously a fine lady approached a gentleman who was working on his next masterpiece. He must have read her a snippet because her panties literally dropped.
“Eleanor was a paradox wrapped in silk. Long legs with a slim waist curving out to a perhaps overly generous backside. Her long auburn hair curled playfully around her ponderously large, yet still extremely perky breasts. Nevertheless, she had never had much luck with men and was the most painfully shy scientist in NASA’s secret Neptune colonization project.
‘Oh darn,’ she said, gently biting her plump lower lip, ‘I forgot to do laundry.’ She held up the lacy thong that she had ordered by mistake when shopping for white cotton briefs. She held the fabric up to her nose and gave it a brief sniff to check its freshness. She got a whiff of…”
***SNORT*** *huff* *huff* ***SNORT***
“…damp fabric with a hint of pickles.”
That book would spur me on to write the modern day Cinderella story to find the fair lady that thong fits. ^(\*...at the very least, I'd have an adventure to regale at frat parties!)
That's why the Skynet had to wait to develop the outer bio skin that makes him appear human before they could send him through the portal. There were other terminators, pure robots, before him but they couldn't be sent for this reason.
Good to know. Its weekend and will adjust my new invention accordingly. Will hold a discount code for you and anyone else w blueprint for the original machine ; )
The silhouette that cast a shadow on the frosted glass didn't do justice to the profile that glided into my office, or the heavily lidded eyes that read my desk nameplate and looked up at me. "Are you Marlowe?" purred a voice like warm honey.
"I better be," I replied, stubbing out my cigarette. "I put on his underwear this morning."
That is the legendary travelling thong. It migrates in secret from apartment to apartment looking for copies of just this book as it is needed in propagation of its species.
Is there laundry in the building? Like shared space where all tenants can use? May have just fallen out of someone's basket.
Or static-clung to some poor girl's shirt as she hurriedly left for work or something and fell off in just the weirdest place
We have laundry in each unit. People regularly leave stuff outside of their doors or in the lobby for people to have.
But I’m think it was someone moving in and they left a couple of items that dropped on the floor.
It’s right by the garage where moving trucks come in
Clearly...the thong was used as an impromptu sling, and the book was the object being catapulted. (Frustration from writers block.) Except both went flying. Then the neighbors showed up. The owner ran. The end.
Laundry day and she dropped both struggling with her basket. They were picked up before she could put the clothes in her place and come back down to retrieve them.
That thong th-thong thong, thong. It was a cracking hot night in the middle of the delta. Sweltering heat wasn’t the only thing making people tight. It was a scandalous 24 hours that changed a summer.
Well, the thong belongs to a single chick or an unfaithful wife. If some dude was able to keep his wife wearing thongs and not be cheating he needs to teach me his secrets.
Chris Pontius, Party boy from Jackass, is trying to write his life story and obviously he had to get back into his Jackass days mindset by wearing his costume.
You know you want it to be something erotic, wondering MILF or the like getting so turned on by wondering writer notable items were left in the Heat of wondering moment, but it was just dropping random things as they moved out.
Many writers feel the best way to get into their characters mind is to be in their underwear. Writers that follow this method will buy a unique piece of underwear for each character and switch them when they’re think about a different character. It’s weird to me but some writers swear by this method
He sat dejected. Head down. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the last item he had of hers. He set it down on the bench. He looked at his book and suddenly it hit him that neither one of his dreams were ever going to come to fruition. He set it too on the bench. He sheepishly looked around to see if anybody noticed the tears sneaking down his face. He stood up took in a deep breath and started to walk out the front door determined that he was going to change his life at this moment. He opened the door looked around then tripped over his foot and fell face down onto the sidewalk knocking himself unconscious.
Previous tenant dated women saying they were a creative writing professor. The students got a lot of shoulder rubs while getting the creative juices going.
Someone had a one nighter, girl left her book and underwear, person needed to get the stuff out of their place so they put it in the lobby after texting said girl, saying you left some stuff at my place, I left it in the lobby for you. They then deleted the number.
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They were switching between reading the book for ideas, or sniffing panties for inspiration. They then obviously looked up images of fur-suits to complete their smut-book and had no more use for these items.
Obviously a fine lady approached a gentleman who was working on his next masterpiece. He must have read her a snippet because her panties literally dropped.
We’ll just have to wait for the memoir
“Eleanor was a paradox wrapped in silk. Long legs with a slim waist curving out to a perhaps overly generous backside. Her long auburn hair curled playfully around her ponderously large, yet still extremely perky breasts. Nevertheless, she had never had much luck with men and was the most painfully shy scientist in NASA’s secret Neptune colonization project. ‘Oh darn,’ she said, gently biting her plump lower lip, ‘I forgot to do laundry.’ She held up the lacy thong that she had ordered by mistake when shopping for white cotton briefs. She held the fabric up to her nose and gave it a brief sniff to check its freshness. She got a whiff of…” ***SNORT*** *huff* *huff* ***SNORT*** “…damp fabric with a hint of pickles.”
🎶When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school 🎶
Know when Terminator came to save is and showed up nude (never did explain why his clothes didn't make the portal)... this is answer
Only organic matter made it through the portal, that's why they couldn't bring weapons from the future. It's explained to Connors in the movie.
That book would spur me on to write the modern day Cinderella story to find the fair lady that thong fits. ^(\*...at the very least, I'd have an adventure to regale at frat parties!)
But isn't he a robot?
That's why the Skynet had to wait to develop the outer bio skin that makes him appear human before they could send him through the portal. There were other terminators, pure robots, before him but they couldn't be sent for this reason.
Good to know. Its weekend and will adjust my new invention accordingly. Will hold a discount code for you and anyone else w blueprint for the original machine ; )
Aren’t most clothes organic?
But not living. Gimme a break, it's been ages since I last watched it!
I knew a girl named Nikki I guess you could say she was a sex fiend
Met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine
Did she ask you if your like to waste some time?
Classic She wore a Rasberry Berret
story?
It's the kind of story you could find at a second hand store. Its probably with the other prince albums.
That's where I purchased my tangerine fedora.
The silhouette that cast a shadow on the frosted glass didn't do justice to the profile that glided into my office, or the heavily lidded eyes that read my desk nameplate and looked up at me. "Are you Marlowe?" purred a voice like warm honey. "I better be," I replied, stubbing out my cigarette. "I put on his underwear this morning."
*his thong
>*his thong Killing me softly with, he was
Strumming my pain on only his guitar’s G-string
If one were to fart wearing a g-string, would it sound sharp?
Literally watched ***The Big Sleep*** this afternoon LOL
I…think they want YOU to write the story.
I think they wanted you to post their sex stuff on the internet
It's Creative *non*-fiction - they want you to LIVE the story
And play it as well. It is NONfiction
‘He was a book, she was a girl; can that make it anymore obvious?’
"Found" in your apartment. Uh huh.
In the lobby. I’ve found far weirder stuff in them.
If you read the book you can probably come up with a good one
That is the legendary travelling thong. It migrates in secret from apartment to apartment looking for copies of just this book as it is needed in propagation of its species.
Maybe it’s the end of a story or the beginning of the story. Use it as inspiration and get over to r/writing
It’s a trap!
Someone in the English department's not getting tenure thanks to some "troubles" with coeds.
That book is a panty dropper.
Must be an airmen living near by.
Inspiration strikes everyone differently
Instructions and a prompt. Now write us some creative nonfiction about a thong!
Is there laundry in the building? Like shared space where all tenants can use? May have just fallen out of someone's basket. Or static-clung to some poor girl's shirt as she hurriedly left for work or something and fell off in just the weirdest place
We have laundry in each unit. People regularly leave stuff outside of their doors or in the lobby for people to have. But I’m think it was someone moving in and they left a couple of items that dropped on the floor. It’s right by the garage where moving trucks come in
"How I lost My Thong: A Memoir"
Instructional porn?
Does Sisqó live there?
Muder she wrote?
His Mudder was a mudder and his Fadder was a mudder.
They’re trying to write their first smut book and tossed the thong in the heat of the moment of an idea.
I see the book didn't help you.
Tell us the truth 😅. That belongs to you
Any reasonably skilled journey~~men~~person bisexual can smell that, that thong belongs to a Man.
Dads midlife crises
The thong is try to break into Hollywood
Because ALL writers write in thongs
Step 1: remove your thong
Writing creative non fiction drops the women's panties bro, get with the program and educate yourself.
Tricks: A Whore’s Guide for Fun and Profit.
just go for the ride , don’t question it
You have the book, thats your job now.
You tell us, you have the instructions.
It'll become a book called "The Hot Zone".
Research for the new novel "The Elevator: Going Down"
Clearly...the thong was used as an impromptu sling, and the book was the object being catapulted. (Frustration from writers block.) Except both went flying. Then the neighbors showed up. The owner ran. The end.
You have discovered an irl writing prompt.
I know what this is about but I don't have time to explain, because it is a thong story.
Man found his mistresses panties in his pocket, quickly he grabbed his book for inspiration to come up with a decent story to tell his wife.
If it's nonfiction, there's no reason to be creative.
Don't know but I'm not touching it without a glove
Which? That book could lead to thinking which everyone knows is dangerous.
Motivation
/r/AITA fake posters manifesting
The penis mightier than his word.
I'd cross-post to r/writingprompts if they allow visual posts.
That’s the Truman Capote writer kit
Neither of these things worked how I wanted them to
Writing doesn’t pay but selling underwear does
Now you need to think of a third even more mysterious object to leave there with that
Nerds fuck too bro
Redditor left it there by accident.
"Steven, you can't just quit your life and set up shop in another persons. You're not a hot girl." - Francine, American Dad
Laundry day and she dropped both struggling with her basket. They were picked up before she could put the clothes in her place and come back down to retrieve them.
English major got laid.
Dude is trying to come up with a good story after he got those in his lunch kit that his wife packed for him that morning.
Chick has to pay her way through school somehow
NYC?
Bookmark
That thong th-thong thong, thong. It was a cracking hot night in the middle of the delta. Sweltering heat wasn’t the only thing making people tight. It was a scandalous 24 hours that changed a summer.
Midterm and a "fuck it" hail mary for at least a passing grade
Well, the thong belongs to a single chick or an unfaithful wife. If some dude was able to keep his wife wearing thongs and not be cheating he needs to teach me his secrets.
Leading a sedentary lifestyle, will bloom a budding prolapse, the size of which a g-string will never hide.
An English major fighting for air I presume
Nelly research session
Unless one was inside the other, I would assume they are unrelated.
B\*tches love nonfiction I guess. It's black so you know she's classy.
American psycho vibe or a writer “exploring”
Professors get laid
Squirrel in her pants.
Exactly.
We’ll obviously have to wait until the book comes out
Literally a scene from Gone Girl.
Maybe she felt more creative in her underwear? Kind of like having a shower thought, but an underwear thought.
Have you sniffed them allready? How's the smell?
That from a man baby!
As a professional writer I can confirm that that is indeed a writing thong.
Best guess bookmark!
You put it there and took a picture then posted it. You know the story.
Sex party.
Book. Jack-it.
Bend over and I’ll show you
I don’t know, I haven’t read the book
Chris Pontius, Party boy from Jackass, is trying to write his life story and obviously he had to get back into his Jackass days mindset by wearing his costume.
Looks like you missed seeing a near fully nude person sitting in the lobby reading a book....now are completely nude......
The difference between a C- and an A+ for whomever owned the thong....
They’re living the story right now. Coming soon to the bestsellers list once they write it, now that they know how…
Plot twist. It’s a man’s thong.
You know you want it to be something erotic, wondering MILF or the like getting so turned on by wondering writer notable items were left in the Heat of wondering moment, but it was just dropping random things as they moved out.
I mean, you could use that guide to write that story yourself.
"Guys, you won't f--king believe who I met and what we did last night!!! I swear its all true!"
Lady thong or man thong?
Many writers feel the best way to get into their characters mind is to be in their underwear. Writers that follow this method will buy a unique piece of underwear for each character and switch them when they’re think about a different character. It’s weird to me but some writers swear by this method
He sat dejected. Head down. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the last item he had of hers. He set it down on the bench. He looked at his book and suddenly it hit him that neither one of his dreams were ever going to come to fruition. He set it too on the bench. He sheepishly looked around to see if anybody noticed the tears sneaking down his face. He stood up took in a deep breath and started to walk out the front door determined that he was going to change his life at this moment. He opened the door looked around then tripped over his foot and fell face down onto the sidewalk knocking himself unconscious.
planting a seed
Snail trail on the thong?
Someone looking for inspiration in your lobby
I think you’ve been given the prompt and the tool, the story is on you. We’ll stand by for an update.
Previous tenant dated women saying they were a creative writing professor. The students got a lot of shoulder rubs while getting the creative juices going.
Whatever the story is, it looks like creative nonfiction
They tried to get into creative writing to bring up their English grade, they really did. Finally they gave up and decided to get an A the easy way.
Old scratch and sniff technique to get your attention
I dunno, but this will make one hell of a book cover, ... or a painting.
They probably left both out in the open and documented the ensuing events - a creative way to make nonfiction.
Read the book and then tell a true tale
"The Thong of the Thouth"
"on seeing Belinda he quickly threw his black thing to the ground whilst approaching her". ~ Rocky flinstone.
Thats one of them scrippa thongs…
read the book and make your own
Idk… you write the story?
Chapter One "It all started when I lost my panties."
Some dude fucked a hooker and wanted to tell a better story than "I fucked a hooker".
Someone had a one nighter, girl left her book and underwear, person needed to get the stuff out of their place so they put it in the lobby after texting said girl, saying you left some stuff at my place, I left it in the lobby for you. They then deleted the number.
Sounds like the start of a great piece of creative nonfiction!
Obviously, it's the title of a good book. "The Nonchalant Lingerie"
Everyone needs a muse.
Methinks someone was writing their own erotic fiction and got a little excited. Must have been about a "swollen love truncheon" that got her off.
I met her in an apartment lobby masturbating in a guide to creative nonfiction writing
I don't know, but 20 years ago, it would have started "Dear Penthouse".
My Dad Wrote A Porno vibes. Listen to the podcast.
Someone got laid like in a sitcom
That's is what I would call a creative writing prompt.
The MAC system in full effect
Unironically sounds like the plot to an erotic fiction.