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"Celeste's WD-40" by Poison Ivan (Celestial follow-up)
10, 8, 9
"Celeste's WD-40" by Poison Ivan (poisoniv1@hotmail.com). As the title suggests, this story is told from the point of view of the can of WD-40 that I (Celeste) cast aside in "The Review," while talking to Rose on the phone and trying to find the KY jell to lubricate my asshole to receive my husband's plonker. It turns out that after the fun is over, I need my WD-40 after all. No, I don't stick his love rod into my honey pot and fill myself with his love juices - that skinny four-incher would be absolutely insignificant compared to my husband's one-eyed yogurt shooter. No, my WD-40 knows his role in life and is satisfied by the thrill of meeting my basic needs as only he can, even though he emits gasses at his moment of ecstasy. Somewhere there's probably a story about the duct tape in that same drawer. The story has a sad ending - what does one do with a can of WD-40 when it's empty? When even shaking it won't get it to a level of arousal to enable it to spew forth its juices to bring forth from me that satisfied sigh indicating that all is right in the world.... Actually, I have simplified things. The plot is not as unadorned and silly as this. Not quite. Ratings for "Celeste's WD-40" Athena (technical quality): 10 Venus (plot & character): 8 Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 9 |