"Ummm, we don't have you on our schedule What did you say your name was? No, no, no one by that name. This is strange, are you sure you're in the right place? Oh, you DIDN'T receive an invite? Ok. Well, thank you dear, and good luck."
"She kept insisting we get it right. 'WTF? ' I wondered as I placed my dick near her face for what seemed like the hundredth time. 'Who does she think she is, Fellini?' The bitch of it was my dick kept expecting to be sucked. She breathed on it, posed with her eyes open, posed with them closed. Switched earrings, put her tongue out but only for the cameras. You can't tell from this photo, but she's wearing an oversized sweatshirt and Gap khaki shorts. My dick isn't even hard, just creative angles."
"I didn't even know kids my age were allowed to have 'vaginoplasty' or whatever. Then, one day Ricky, the third baseman on my team, the Cubs, the year we won our districts little league championship returned to school. We were 12 years old then. Rick returned to finish out his/her senior year, amidst a whole lot of whoo-hah."
"I didn't even know kids my age were allowed to have 'vaginoplasty' or whatever. Then, one day Ricky, the third baseman on my team, the Cubs, the year we won our districts little league championship. We were 12 years old. Rick returned to finish out his/her senior year, amidst a whole lot of whoo-hah."
"When I found out, years later, that my friends older sister, who took my virginity during a backyard tent sleep over, just came into our tent and fucked me in front of her brother, hell, RIGHT NEXT to her brother who pretended to be asleep, 15 feet away from her parents bedroom window, was a lesbian! Well, I thought that was weird."
"Unfortunately, when I'd go over to my friends house to hang out, play strat-o-matic, whatever, his mom would usually be watching soap operas in her favorite, most comfortable for her position. "I'm sorry", Greg would say. "No problem", I'd assure him. "We have some orange soda, let's go to the kitchen!" "OK"."