stable story

THE STABLE BOYS, THE STABLE BOYS

The comedy and tragedy of sins

[ A tall tail tale for everyone ]

By Izzy Ess of Stableness

The stable boys were mucking out the stalls, when Sue, the upstairs maid appeared in nothing but a G-string and a pair of tassels for her nipples.  Sue appeared to be intoxicated and she danced for all the stable boys.  She danced in a seductive way, revealing most of her most ample breasts and derriere.  She led them, single file, to Mr. Yeller’s Barn and Restaurant, where they were seated by the host.  Sue jumped up on a table and continued dancing, showing off her pulchritude.  The doors were closed by Yeller and the lights were turned down low.  The stable boys, with bulging in their groins, had started to undress and join our Sue up on the tables, gyrating so seductively.  Our Sue began to grab their stiffened rods.  She stroked and strummed upon them with her nimble fingers.  Then, she ripped her G-string off and lay upon the bar, while one-by-one, the stable boys, explored the depths of Suzanne’s body as she moaned and carried on.  Sir Yeller ripped her tassels off and sucked upon her pointy nipples and her ample breasts.  Our Sue continued moaning and perspiring as she reached an hundred climaxes.  Then, suddenly, the farmers came to have a drink and entered Yeller’s Bar.  So shocked were they at Sue’s activity, they dropped their muddy Oshkosh jeans and joined the crowd of naked stable boys.  The cops arrived and dropped their guns and trousers seeking out the depths of Suzanne and the other females present, cops and farm hands, maids and cooks, our Mrs. Yeller and her daughters, Mae and Maude.  A thunderbolt destroyed the building, burning everyone inside, to crisp and black.  It was just Thor who had to throw his lightning bolts before they lost their fire and power.  I suppose that there’s a moral here, but damned if I can find it.  Damned if I but knew from where this story came.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

July 23, 2013