An Issue of Italian Maxim

by Nouvelle Bardot

“Well,” Margot began, “if its any consolation…I really really liked your performance. Well, compared to everything else out there. You were like my own personal Bob Dylan serenading the masses out there…”

There was another rapid vomitting noise followed by a second flush of the toilet.

“Don’t drag Dylan into this,” he mumbled from the other side of the door. He began to groan. Margot knocked lightly.

“Can I get you something? Some water? A magazine? I think I saw an issue of Italian Maxim floating around by the bar…I mean, If you’re going to be in there awhile you should have some reading material…or..you know…” She waited patiently for a response. The water came on in the bathroom.

“Are you still standing out there?” He called out.

“Uh, yeah,” Margot responded.

The water turned off. “I’m coming out now.”

He opened the door, and stepped out towards Margot. She smiled at him expectantly…and he threw up on her shoes.

“I didn’t think you had anything left in you,” she said.

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  1. An Issue of Italian Maxim

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 3 days ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Just when things were looking up for the poor guy, he has to go and wretch on her shoes. Good job making it as painful and unlikely a situation as possible from his the poor guy might profit.

  2. An Issue of Italian Maxim

    Ana Cristina's Buddy Icon Ana Cristina

    Posted 2 days ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Despite him retching on her shoes, they still seem to have chemistry together. This is becoming an addictive series – I’m glad you’re back and adding more to it. :)
    LoA

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