i had a friend in gradschool who was desperate for a man. she was smart, funny, pleasantly plump, horny, and a good poet, but she always had shit between her teeth-- not feces actually but some whitish stuff, food leftovers, whatever. her hair, while thick and black and shiny and beautiful, was also greasy on frequent occasions. as a result she was everyone's "friend" & lived in constant sexual frustration. i would have boned her if not for the personal hygiene factor, but how do you tell someone something like that?
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