So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
please. tell me to stop eating out of the trash.
I just smoked a bowl while riding a horse. This has been a productive vacation.
And you kept repeating "I didn't know know that this was a no blow job zone."
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
Dude where are you? I've been here an hour and all I've done is get head from a random in the stairwell.
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
He said that he doesn't like skittles. This relationship is over an it hasn't even started yet.
I felt kinda awkward walking into his house in nothing but lingerie and my dead grandmas overcoat
His encouragement of my recreational drug use is the backbone of our nonrelationship. That, and rough animal sex and loud music.
I figure blowing aggressively into a harmonica is better than screaming, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU SOCIOPATHIC SUCCUBUS" to my sister, in the middle of an auditorium, during my mothers college graduation ceremony.
i just drunk stumbled into my home... to figure out that we moved 2 weeks ago..
I was the only one in group sessions to bring up sex as a stress reliever. Some of those people were awfully judgy despite the fact we were all in a psych ward.
I was just dry heaving outside of the Chem building when a guided tour walked by. Welcome to the Maritimes kids...
Who put my cat in the fridge?
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