Welcome to the blog for Prof. John Talbird's English 201 class. The purpose of this site is two-fold: 1) to continue the conversations we start in class (or to start conversations BEFORE we get to class) and 2) to practice our writing/reading on a weekly basis in an informal forum.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

In class assignment....

He buried his head in his hands and sobbed, his emotions finally got the best of him. He could no longer keep his inner feelings within, they finally came out, they came out without a warning. He was emotionally unbalanced. He never really knew her father so his death didn’t play a major part in his life, she never felt alone on fathers day, never cared to visit his grave . She went on with life with a family picture in his mind that was painted of himself, his mom and her older brother. Five years later and still in this memory, she wanted to make sure she would meet a guy who was nothing like him. She wanted to create her own family. She wanted a fresh start. Then suddenly, the man of her dreams arrived in front of her eyes. He was in Starbucks, w “Good evening Ma’am. She started to blush and was at a loss of words, so unexpected and then out of nowhere he stared to make out with her as both of their bodies collided. Lips connected, tongues intersected, and the air around the two turned steamy. The two continued to make out as though they were in heat. Things started to get even better. Our bodies touching one another made things hotter. I whipped out my dick and that’s when she said
“That’s it? That’s what I’ve waited six years to see?” she laughed. “I thought for a tall guy you’d be hung, but damn.”
“Get the fuck out! Get out!” I grabbed her clothes and pushed her out of the closet.
“Oh, c’mon, I’m just kidding! I’ve totally seen smaller!”
“Stupid bitch.”
“I am the greatest person you’ll ever meet, if you don’t do this now, you won’t ever do it.”
“Well then lets get to it, we aren’t getting any younger.”
“Okay. I’m not that stuck up to the point where I mean the greatest sex artist in the world isn’t interested in inserting is erect member into various orifices, but you know, I like to know a gal first, take her out, see what she’s about. And if she catches my attention I would be able to slip the tracking device in her bag without her knowing. I was on to Samantha I knew she had something to do with all those deaths. Ever since she came into town bodies having been dropping left and right I was determine to solve the puzzle.
“WTF”, how am I supposed to solve a puzzle without any clues.” I asked
“ Figure it out”. The voice said
And just like that  “IT” was gone.
There was no sign of it, its like I made the whole thing up, boy was I pissed.
I was confused, I wasn’t sure how this could be and as usual without proof who would believe me?

Hey, I guess this was something, I had to keep to myself , “ IT was something I experienced on my own and I was pleased. 

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