Jack Sprat could eat no fat, His wife could eat no lean; And so, betwixt them both, They licked the platter clean. Jack ate all the lean, Joan ate all the fat, The bone they picked it clean, Then gave it to the cat. Jack Sprat was wheeling His wife by the ditch. The wheelbarrow broke, And in she did pitch. Says Jack, "She'll be drowned," But Joan did reply, "I don't think I shall, For the water's not high." Everyone has a secret. Some are quite tame; some can lead to shame - or worse. Here we look at the case of a young man, Jack Spratt. He's been a practicing vegetarian for years. Extremely conscious of his health and appearance, he nevertheless surprised those who knew him in that nothing aroused him more than large, obese women. The thought of a scantily clad woman weighing 300 - 400 pounds could drive him wild. But he kept this side of him relegated to the world of fantasy - and the internet. As is often the case, t...
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