There has been a rash of possessions or disappearances in the sleepy town of Old River. On a quiet Tuesday night, the religion teacher visits the priest for a chat. Little does the priest know, the sweet teacher has had an awakening.
So I try to read My Annie by Edgar Allen Poe, while using a vibrator/clitsucker combo. My goal was to make it through the poem, (which I do! at around the 9 minute mark).7 The next 7 or so minutes is me throwing the book aside to give in to the sensation...and some other filth that is NOT quite as poetic comes out of my mouth...Double O! It was super fun, and I'm sure I'll do another 'poetry reading' again...!