Most of you know about my raging cop fetish. It's bad enough you can't even talk to one online, let alone meet one for a trample session, but still, I persist.
I got a response from someone who replied to my Craigslist ad looking for a cop.
"Are you a cop?" I asked early on in our conversation..
"No, I'm still in the preliminary stages."
"Too bad, but maybe he's hot anyway," I thought. I asked him his weight.
"160" This would be Disappointment #1
I pressed on. "Do you have any boots?"
He said he had Doc Martens. Disappointment #2. I really can't stand those boots. I just find them really ugly. And also, you never see them on construction worker or cops.
Then came the picture of them. Jesus Christ. They look like something a girl would wear to an Alanis Morrissette concert in 1996.
He told me he had combat boots. I was interested now. So I pestered him for a pic. He was so happy to have found them.
He sent me this, the "Loch ness Monster" of boot pics. And Disappointment #3 Seriously, what the hell is going on here?
In the end, he wanted to trample me but he was also skittish about the dangerous aspect of it.
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