The Adventures of
Tough-Guy Feminist and Simp, her dog
Tough-Guy Feminist (TGF) is in charge of her own life. All around her succumb to her pervasive energies, like the humors of disturbed earth. Life is good to her; she just needs a weekly cry.
Simp, her dog, like all dogs, understands English but would rather not talk. His words are only thoughts.
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TGF: C'mon, Simp, let's get going
Simp: Anything you say. I just want to smell that pussy.
TGF: You know where we are going. Get my shoes. We are going jogging.
Simp: That's fun for a while. OK. You really smell good doing that.
TGF: Have you been in my dirty laundry? What have you been doing? Smelling my undies?
Simp: Well, yeah.
TGF: Simp, you are an animal. But you do protect me and I love you for that. I'm kind of glad a male takes any interest in me, actually.
Simp: Are you leading me on? Because I'm ready! What do you need?
TGF: Maybe, later. That might be a treat.
Simp: I hate the leash. She's always barking at me, " Stay outta the street. Ignore the bitch in this neighborhood" Like I'm some dumb ass that don't know how to cross the street. Her jealousy is too much sometimes.
TGF: Would you tie my shoes. I'm busy making a smoothie.
Simp: Yeah, sure. C'mon let's get going. I gotta pee.
TGF: After the run we are going for a ride to see Soft-Gyrl Feminist (SGF).
Simp: ... not that long car ride with NPR. SGF is a clingy head case. She hates me. Doesn't even offer me water.
TGF: SGF split up with her partner. She's distressed. She doesn't want to change her status on Facebook. We have to talk.
Simp: I'll come along. I promise to be a pain in the ass on the way home.
TGF: You know, SGF likes girls, too, but this last guy was a real jerk.
Simp: I'd like to smell her pussy. She wouldn't let me near it.
TGF: She fell in love with a man and is now suffering. Her last lesbian lover used to hit her during sex. It's become very uncomfortable for her. This guy seemed nice when I met him at PJ's party. I can't imagine why he left so suddenly.
Simp: Is there bad pussy? He's a fool.
TGF: SGF has few means, close to destitute. I may have to offer her a roof and have her move in...
Simp: I'll be living with two pussies?!
TGF: ... but it may get crowded in our studio apt. I may have to pawn you off onto someone or let you loose. If you need a ride to the euthanasia center, I'll do that and take care of the bill.
Simp: What? What do you mean?
TGF: She doesn't like you so much, and frankly, you smell.
Simp:... cutting me loose? Where do I go? Eat at the dump? With the racoons?
TGF: Let's see how it goes.
Part 1
Stay tuned to see if Simp survives SGF's emotional crisis.
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