Hash #267 – Travel, Sex and Train Wrecks Hash
We started off the night with a little parking lot pre-lube (as usual). Rick James Bitch made sure we all had something to blow and Cockiss wiggled his cock to the tune of Mr Abraham.
After that, tonight was all about the virgins. With just Brian doing his virgin lay and 11 virgin hashers, there was a lot of cherry poppin’ going on. Two virgins claimed to make themselves cum. One of them made two other virgin’s cum. There was a lot of cumming going on. With girls humping girls, want to be radio hosts: Mark and Brian, and the author of “Travel, Sex and Train Wrecks” (available on Amazon) among our newbies, this night was guaranteed to have a few kinky moves.
As advertised, the checks were almost unsolvable with crazy a** long distances from check to dot. The virgin FRBs in zebra print spandex pants bounced down the street only to return with dicks in hand and no trail to follow. Finally we heard a whistle from the distance. “ON ON”… oh wait, nevermind, that’s the soccer game. Crap! There were train tracks, f**ckin’ steep hills and only one boob check (no Dick checks).
We almost got a penis preview when the virgin in pink zebra tights flashed us his front side, minus his manhood, which conveniently fit in and was hidden by Rosey Palm and her five friends. I believe he was responding to the name “Turtle Dick” by the end of the night.
Our visitors included Six of Nine from FHACU and some lady in work clothes from Camarillo whose name I didn’t get. I got my “No No” Darwin car emblem…oops, that’s upside down…uh… I mean “On On”
Last, but not least! We had a naming! Because she brought us the Tigger Song, everyone say good bye to Just Shelby, and everyone say good bye to Just Shelby, and say Hello to Eewhore.