Queuing Up For Cock

A long, yet satisfying day at Teacher Training.

After a week, I feel like I'm making sense of the workload and am coping far better w/the actual business of standing in front of people and imparting knowledge.

The workload isn't getting any lighter and there's still loads to learn and do, but the shock of last week has (hopefully) passed.

On my way home from class, I was thinking that I might soon run out of Blipable things, what w/only really going from the flat to the course and back again during these studious days, when I passed this little scene.

Funny how there were no hombres queuing up for El Amor!

God bless Mexico in all it's oddness, is all I can say.