The Essence of Carp Angling
Created | Updated Apr 21, 2004
It must have been the sunlight creeping through the gap in the curtains that stirred me from my slumber. Cutting its way through the room like a piece of cheese wire. I could feel it's warmth on my face.
My dreams are always vivid after a good days hunting. Especially when it was as successful as yesterday. The familiar smell of confusion wafted into my bedroom, either that or the dog had shat on the rug again. I looked down at the floor. It was definitely confusion, Jason was asleep in his basket, good boy.
I decided not to wash, I didn't want to disturb the fetid stench of victory that was oozing from every pore. I went down the stairs to check on my catch. As the breeze from the open window hit my naked hind-quarters a flash of inspiration hit me. "I could always……Nah, It'd never work" I said to no one in particular. I opened the cupboard.
There was no doubt, he was a fine specimen. Tall and broad shouldered, slightly tanned and a thin layer of dark hair on the upper torso. The fishnets, panties and brassiere I had picked out worked perfectly. I had to admit, even though she was a sturdy lady, Auntie Jill had good taste in underwear. I bent over to look into his eyes. His pupils were so large that I could barely see an iris. I stared deep into those dense black pools, their colour reflecting that of my heart.
"Don't worry Princess, won't be long now". I gave him a peck on the cheek. "I've just got a bit of shopping to do. Anything you want?". He tried to speak but it was muffled by the gag. "OK then, back soon".
I put on my favourite shorts and my loadsamoney t-shirt and left the house. Someone was playing an old Take That record and I could smell rosemary. It reminded me of the best summer I'd ever had. I pulled out my Greatest Hits of '89 tape from my bum bag, put it into my walkman and pressed play. I just loved to hear Damien doing The Time-warp and Pat and Mick telling me that they haven't stopped Dancing Yet. I would have believed them too if I hadn't seen Pat on the telly a couple of days ago trying to lift weights.
I continued walking to the Co-op, "I mustn't forget to buy a couple of cans of Bounce for Jason" I said out loud. I really fancied a bag of Prawn Cocktail Skips………
My dreams are always vivid after a good days hunting. Especially when it was as successful as yesterday. The familiar smell of confusion wafted into my bedroom, either that or the dog had shat on the rug again. I looked down at the floor. It was definitely confusion, Jason was asleep in his basket, good boy.
I decided not to wash, I didn't want to disturb the fetid stench of victory that was oozing from every pore. I went down the stairs to check on my catch. As the breeze from the open window hit my naked hind-quarters a flash of inspiration hit me. "I could always……Nah, It'd never work" I said to no one in particular. I opened the cupboard.
There was no doubt, he was a fine specimen. Tall and broad shouldered, slightly tanned and a thin layer of dark hair on the upper torso. The fishnets, panties and brassiere I had picked out worked perfectly. I had to admit, even though she was a sturdy lady, Auntie Jill had good taste in underwear. I bent over to look into his eyes. His pupils were so large that I could barely see an iris. I stared deep into those dense black pools, their colour reflecting that of my heart.
"Don't worry Princess, won't be long now". I gave him a peck on the cheek. "I've just got a bit of shopping to do. Anything you want?". He tried to speak but it was muffled by the gag. "OK then, back soon".
I put on my favourite shorts and my loadsamoney t-shirt and left the house. Someone was playing an old Take That record and I could smell rosemary. It reminded me of the best summer I'd ever had. I pulled out my Greatest Hits of '89 tape from my bum bag, put it into my walkman and pressed play. I just loved to hear Damien doing The Time-warp and Pat and Mick telling me that they haven't stopped Dancing Yet. I would have believed them too if I hadn't seen Pat on the telly a couple of days ago trying to lift weights.
I continued walking to the Co-op, "I mustn't forget to buy a couple of cans of Bounce for Jason" I said out loud. I really fancied a bag of Prawn Cocktail Skips………
