We returned to the hotel after dinner and I stopped at the front desk to get laundry detergent so I could wash Daddy’s laundry, he got an ice cream and I handed the young man behind the desk the last of my cash and smiled. I noticed the tattoos on his neck and arms as
I was 21 and working at small hardware store. It was your typical hardware store. Nothing out of the ordinary. We did alot of bulk supply to construction companies and contractors. Upstairs was the office. Just a big open room with 10 desks each with a phone and computer That’s were the owner and like
I was the only son and we were only 3 people in the house. Mom, Dad and me. But when I turned 18, we had a new member. My cousin Ana. She was staying far away in the south with her parents. But now they decided to shift her to our house for future prospects.
Well it had been some time since we had talked about it much, but with just a few words from me about it would embarrass her. But at the same time I could see the excitement she was getting from thinking about it. I could see her squirming and squeezing her legs together. I saw
I opened my eyes and sighed. The dream was going so well: I had money, power, and most of all, a loving boyfriend. At 19 years of age without having had any sort of lover, I have come to feel a little… undesired. All of my friends have had some sort of relationship with guys.