It was another summer, just like any other, usually boring, and miserable. Every summer I went up to New York to visit my dad because he and my mom got divorced. It just so happend that this summer I was turning 16 and my whole family was getting together to celebrate, it was sure to
It was another summer, just like any other, usually boring, and miserable. Every summer I went up to New York to visit my dad because he and my mom got divorced. It just so happend that this summer I was turning 16 and my whole family was getting together to celebrate, it was sure to
The love of my life completely destroyed me. She obliterated my soul, my heart, my very being. I don’t want to talk about exactly what happened. All you have to know is that I was in love with a lovely Latina girl, Larissa Jimenez. We dated for a year. Then one day she broke up
Aaaahhhh! Alas another Saturday. A day of leisure. I don’t have to worry about traffic jams that make me late for work or what my boss, ‘fat ass’ Katie will have to say about it. No customers asking me for absurd requests like a red wedding cake with purple icing or mango chutney when mangos
She stood there, all of 5” tall, looking death in the face. In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets. He stood at least three times her height, and even get started about his girth. He
Mira woke up and felt a wetness in her panties and in her sheets. Sleepily, she sat up and pulled back her covers. She was startled to see a mass of small, blue eggs and goo around her butt, on her inner thighs, seeping out from under her panties. She smeared her fingers through the
Talk about the worst date night ever. Marie, my wife, started drinking from the get-go way too early, and by dessert, she was smashed. I mean, I get it. We have triplets and they are a handful, but this was supposed to be our anniversary and she drank it away. I was slightly drunk but
“Relax, Andrew. It’s just a party. Yeah, sure there will be girls there, but it’s not like they’re serial killers or something,” I tell my best friend as we make our way to the party. I swear he’s always like this. So worried about everything. I don’t know how the kid has survived this long.