Remember – fantasy, arousal, sexy times…..pants off. The ride back was pretty intense. We had chosen the Skipper’s trail to go down. It was probably a little too advanced for me. Paul had the time of his life launching himself down vertical drops. Whereas I was a little more circumspect. Perhaps a metaphor that summed
Alcohol is bad….mmmmmkay. I had heard from Becky that she was going to make it into work today. She thought that she had got food poisoning from a cold piece of pizza that she had for morning tea after I left but was feeling a lot better.I pulled into the car park and walked into
Like before….work of fiction. Hope it makes you feel good in certain areas. I awoke to the hot sun warming my room.The alcohol from last night was now a lovely poisonous collection of chemicals coursing through my body. My stomach was rancid and my head was thumping.I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled through
This is fantasy – the events in this set of stories are fictional and merely for enjoyment…and possible arousal. I hope you enjoy. ‘Mom!’ I yelled, “Paul’s coming up on Friday, is it still OK if he stays here?””Of course it is”.I texted Paul back – ALL GD M8…..PARTY TIME!!!!!It was a bit embarrassing really.