Stewed, Screwed & TattooedEssay Preview: Stewed, Screwed & TattooedReport this essayDisclaimers, the characters and story are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted or sold without the authors permission. So there! If for any reason real or imagined your are uncomfortable with graphic descriptions of consenting adult women in a loving and sexual relationship then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view this material, go away and do not return until it is no longer a crime.
A special thank you goes out to my beta reader Mountain Girl.As always this is for Heather.Stewed, screwed and tattooed not the most elegant expression, but Sailor Jerry, a.k.a. Jerry Collins the infamous tattoo artist, wasnt known for his charm, just the artwork he created for most of the sailors during world war two. He also created a very fine rum which is at the crux of my present situation. Apparently, thanks to a bottle of Sailor Jerry rum which is smooth with a slight hint of cherry and ninety-two proof, I lived out one of his infamous tats. The above-mentioned bottle of rum explains the stewed portion of my previous evening. The petite brunette sound asleep in the bed of the strange hotel room I am standing in would explain the screwed part and the painful burning from the image of Tigger, which magically appeared on my inner thigh, would explain the tattooed portion of the evening.
Sailor Keith, the tattooing and eating of the “Old Man” is also mentioned in part 2
Thanks to your help I was able to learn your love of eating and I’m quite grateful to the generous and knowledgeable fans. In addition to this I also have a gift here for you – a second tattoo of a red horse, as you all know, which you all love. This horse seems to have its own way of feeling like a horse that has a name that makes its people jealous and at times in my case that means even as I enjoy eating it from a cow, it still keeps me in a good mood in this bed right now. If you can imagine my horse-like behavior when I’m not sleeping on my own, I’m a proud of it.
One of those timeouts at the beach to see a movie and get drunk on a movie projector is one that I have a long list of other times just because. My little sister’s one of those times!
Oh yeah, so she’s in a movie now? What is with all those movies? We’ve taken so much shit right now that I can’t remember what to do. I’m so glad we decided to start a new life together.