Van Buren? (Foto, Coz)

Foto: Leggero e Lieto--Tarquinia, Tomba del Triclinio, Danzatore (Micky Friedmann?)

Dear Coz,
° You know exactly how free of superstition I am.
° And you know exactly how many U. S. Presidents there have been. No, I don‘t either, but enough to stretch from then till now, with plenty of spares.
° And you know that every village in America that has a townsquare has a Washington, a Jefferson, and a Madison Street. In the North they might could have Lincoln Streets, dunno.
° And you well know that some Presidents are so obscure, a town had to be growing mighty fast, mighty early to need their names.
° So imagine my surprise when I discovered that during the exact same week our beloved Piers and our belovable Leggero both moved onto the exact same obscurePresident street. One in Hephaistionton (the one in Parthenia), the other in Overton.
° It was a sign.

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° Only, I already had come to the exact same conclusion, the sign was a month late.

° Ever on my divining toes, your Cousin Giac.

Food for Sex (Foto, Lad)

Foto: Sacrum Convivium--Le Catacombe di Santa Priscilla, Fractio Panis

Dear Lad,
° Little Whip has developed into a true gentlecat. This morning a yelloweyed jetblack with tiny white medallion on the inner throat joined him for a meal on the porch. Not a hiss, not a fiss.
° Afterwards Whip raped her (for she was neither crooning nor presenting, that is, was not in heat) repeatedly, intermittently, persistently all the blessed day long. From the East, from the West, from the South, and finally from the North, he never relaxed his jaws’ grip on the back of her throat.
° All in vain, little Whip’s kama sutrics. For his girlfriend is so immature and tiny that bend as he would, he couldn’t achieve vital contact and still keep her in his bite.
° Intelligent Design.

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° If Thomas Aquinas had ever once looked up from his dusty books, he’d’ve imposed less John Roberts style Natural Law sexual silliness on Judaeochristianislamism than he did.

° Ever versatile, Giac.