a fog is surrounding the Silver Lake and people who came from the different lands having such a strong appetite to get one capricious Tuna Which – Doesn’t – Want – To Be – Caught started to take their places around sitting with rods on the luscious grass making their bait and speaking of times
two Ladies were sitting together like sisters (As they found The Luckiest Bench!) their discourse was slow...full of sweetness and so pleasant dancing with sunny beams on the cold Silver Lake some dreams were mixing with the flagging fog they were ready to capture This nasty Tuna Which – Doesn’t – Want – To Be – Caught
~ But ~
~let us see what will happen with them ~
-) first day and the second and next day again (Sitting at The Luckiest Bench) our Ladies got from the Lake oysters and lobsters...salmon and eels and other delicious fish came to them no tuna. just sadness and light disappointment which burdened their souls and a whisper in unison “I will get this picky Tuna Which – Doesn’t – Want – to Be – Caught!”
~ Sighs ~
- i just try to explain why such sweet and graceful Ladies started to argue a bit...just a bit (Due-to The Luckiest Bench) as a Tuna wasn’t able decide who may catch it then women’s behavior became frightening and strained
and holding their skirts they started to fence A DUEL! running around The Luckiest Bench fighting with their crackling rods as they were willing to get this awful Tuna Which – Doesn’t – Want – To Be – Caught. not noticing their Companions who were sitting with opening mouths watching ferocious Ladies Men just catch the air like poor fish on the grass and I can tell you why these Men were so shocked as they have never seen before such strong passion from Ladies of Gor
eventually...trying to calm their Companions (Who were fighting around The Luckiest Bench) holding their half-broken fishing rods Men came dangerously close making strict faces and...at the next Ihn they were pushed in the depth of the cold Silver Lake and even now i do have some doubts if these sweet Ladies aimed to make from Sirs some delicious bait?
~ So...as you can see all was serious ~
and only a trembling glad voice suddenly stopped them ”i got it! I got it! Enough! I Caught This ugly Tuna WHO – Wasn’t- Going – To Be – Caught!” poor Ladies watch as the pretty slave girl takes their tuna with the wiggling fat tail Lady stared at the fish alarming their look filled with feelings of hatred and shock oh Priests! the Tuna was smiling!
~ my Friends ~
sometimes the luckiest place favors somebody else and fighting around The Luckiest Bench you skip your long-desired Tuna which is captured by stranger’s hands by senseless and capricious chance
