“WHAT?!”
“Yeah, it was a surprise when the other guy put it in. Same face and sound as the proctology exam, though. ‘OhhhhHHHHH!’”
I almost peed myself again from laughter.
I finally stopped laughing and shook my head likeI can’t believe this.
“Too much?” Giorgio asked.
“No, it’s giving me ideas,” I joked.
“Ohreally,”he said with a seductive smile. “So… you want me to fuck you in the ass?”
“No, I want to fuckyouin the ass.”
His expression of horror was priceless. “NO.”
“Oh, come on – ”
“NO,” he said, walking away.
“Come on, it could be fun – ”
“NEXT STATUE.”
We reached a crossroads and took a left turn. The gravel path widened and stretched hundreds of feet into the distance, with massive hedges on either side.
Every 20 feet or so, a stone statue on a tall pedestal loomed above us.
There was a definite recurring theme.
“Guy in toga,” Giorgio pointed out.
“Yes, I see.”
“Half-naked woman,” Giorgio said about a statue on the other side of the walk, where an ancient statue stood with bare breasts.
“Mm-hm.”
“Guy in toga,” Giorgio said as he pointed at the next statue.
“Right.”
“Half-naked woman.”
This one had her hands over her breasts.
“She’s modest,” I suggested.
“No, it’s cold out here,” Giorgio said seriously. “She’s just trying to keep her nipples warm.”
I snorted with laughter again.
“Aha – naked man statue!” Giorgio said, pointing to a completely nude man. “Something for the ladies.”
“I don’t know,” I said dubiously. “He’s rather effeminate looking.”
“Okay, something for the gay guys, then.”
