VSK keeps one of her boys, who will remain unidentified, in arousal with pics like this sent from the camera phone. This was part of a series one evening, which ended in me banging her an sending a picture of the aftermath (which was less compelling than you might think). She took this pic herself, so there's that too. Drunken horny texting is probably not a recipe for quality art, but sometimes its the accidents that happen that capture the moment best. This weekend we are going to Vegas to see a band we love, and generally debauch. We went to see them very recently and after the show was over playmate and I lost VSK to the disembarking patrons. When we found her (not outside, where the fuck is she!!) she was standing in front of the stage talking to some blondish youngster. And I got jealous, ha! Nice to know that vibe is still functioning. Rock on!