6 Pussy Alarm

The band gets a name…

The band gets a name…

“For what time shall I set your ‘six pussy’ alarm today?” asked the English butler-sounding baritone that projected from J’s smart phone. She looked at me with a quizzical expression that morphed into half bemusement and horror as I nearly dropped my coffee mug with the inevitable split-second effect of cataplexy. “Funny as shit!” I…