I am writing this because I don't know what else to do. Sombody needs to know what happened that night and I guess I am the only one willing to tell
. . I walked over and picked it up; he had left a hundred dollars
. Jake started rubbing his pants. But I would still go through 100 years of awkwardness for Angus, the 16-year-old bag-boy
Alexis Texas Really, it's not so bad - Working in a secluded milk cooler, filled with yellow milk crates stacked above my head and the hum of a fan loud enough they won't hear me moan.
He turned away from what his father was doing and the sounds of his mother’s sobs made his eyes water. They were attached to a cock she thought had been sculpted by the sex gods
. She saw us watching her but just kept on smiling and went in the kitchen to get something to drink I thought
I am writing this because I don't know what else to do. Sombody needs to know what happened that night and I guess I am the only one willing to tell
. . I walked over and picked it up; he had left a hundred dollars
. Jake started rubbing his pants. But I would still go through 100 years of awkwardness for Angus, the 16-year-old bag-boy
Alexis Texas Really, it's not so bad - Working in a secluded milk cooler, filled with yellow milk crates stacked above my head and the hum of a fan loud enough they won't hear me moan.
He turned away from what his father was doing and the sounds of his mother’s sobs made his eyes water. They were attached to a cock she thought had been sculpted by the sex gods
. She saw us watching her but just kept on smiling and went in the kitchen to get something to drink I thought
I am writing this because I don't know what else to do. Sombody needs to know what happened that night and I guess I am the only one willing to tell
. . I walked over and picked it up; he had left a hundred dollars
. Jake started rubbing his pants. But I would still go through 100 years of awkwardness for Angus, the 16-year-old bag-boy
Alexis Texas Really, it's not so bad - Working in a secluded milk cooler, filled with yellow milk crates stacked above my head and the hum of a fan loud enough they won't hear me moan.
He turned away from what his father was doing and the sounds of his mother’s sobs made his eyes water. They were attached to a cock she thought had been sculpted by the sex gods
. She saw us watching her but just kept on smiling and went in the kitchen to get something to drink I thought
