“It must be really hard for her to talk so soon after we broke up,” you have repeatedly told yourself to drown out images of the black-haired Adonis laying your ex-girlfriend upon a bed of imported silk cushions, removing a string of freshly killed quails from around his broad shoulders, and riding your beloved Becky like she was the last boat to America.
Freshly killed quails!! Good lord! I hope this writer is well-compensated.
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