
Comment no.169 posted by Ryan: Thing is, I needed a roommate, since it was a two-bedroom, and I didn't want to foot the cost on my own; so one thing led to another and through some jock friends I was introduced to Jon. One of his big hands rested lightly on the back of my head.
Comment no.170 posted by Trevor: I just love how you fill me up baby, I whisper. I realized this was the first time I considered him a man, not a kid, not a teenager, not a student, not a drunk, just a desperate man.
Comment no.171 posted by Jessica: Up we went and I quickly discovered that this place didn't waste a lot of money on lighting, or perhaps that was done on purpose. Looking at the thing in my hands I suddenly yearned for the days when my father forced the horrid Avadina on my face.