I’m a good tenant. I always pay my rent on time. I’m not too loud. Sometimes I’ll play music or sing the shower but I don’t make nearly as much racket as she does. The thing is, Barbara blasts music until the wee-hours of the morning. I have no idea why. I’m not sure if
A sexy leg is all that is sticking out from the edge of the bed. The rest of you is covered, wrapped in my satin sheets curving like hills over your voluptuous body. The beautiful daylight coming in from the Atlantic Sunrise is all that is illuminating your sleeping body. Merely hours ago, we had
I banged on the door one more time hard and it was opened by Rob himself, he looked pained when he saw it was me standing there and even worse when he saw Joc my mate standing next to me. “What do you want? We where about to go out to d- diner,” he stammered
“What do you think about Tech School,” asked Miss Ames, “it’s got a great computer department, one of the best in the area.” Britt Cain looked intently at the brochure her guidance counselor had placed in front of her, and replied, “I hadn’t even considered that but from the looks of it maybe I should!”