the boy was sick of it and stormed out. he went for a drive. he started to think more seriously on his dream. no responsibilities. no cares just laying around all day with his pixie, getting high playing video games fucking, no disturbances. that would be the life, he thought, and wondered if this room would be his paradise. he wondered how long it would be before he could visit it.
Continue readingi spot her immediately the only girl in the class with that effervescent copper hair shoulder length freshly washed and naturally curly the longest strands running like water down to her, black v neck sweater form fitting i can see her breasts surge forth then end in their b cup abruptness and i think of how larger, fuller they would be when her nipples are hard she must have caught me staring by now but i cant help myself i am lost in my own fantasy, if not her i think of anyone else around me following my eye line to whatever, whoever can catch my attention. thats when i snap out of it not because i am embarrassed but because as soon as she walked in i knew she was mine i could feel, the skin around her hips clutching tightly to every curve how my hands make the tiny blond hairs on her waistline stand on end like stalactites i had already explored her, exploited her riches, our future was my present. and all of my confidence surges to my temples and i feel focused and rich with the possibilities, then the headache. the migraine begins again.
//jf 11.17.2019
everyone hello, and good evening! i hope you are enjoying yourselves at my expense! for those who dont know, i am paul! yes, yes your applause pleases me greatly. thank you. once a year we open the manor to our closest friends in celebration! celebration of another year! another school year! another year of steves bald head so fucking shiny it looks like his moms waxed asshole! another year just to say we made it. we call this the long night! thank you, thank you, but remember this was a team effort. so from the bottom of my heart i want to thank each and every one of you, newbies included, for making the last four years devoid of any police intervention! as you all know i am not one to pass off an opportunity to get everyones attention and less likely to give it away once ive got it, so as you can see our good friend andrew is going around the room handing out shot glasses, you will want to keep those and a shot of warrens dads everclear brought to you in a stylish, glass gallon jug, just let me know when everyones set up. good? ok first a toast to the long night, to four successful years and, i hope whoever lives here in september can find their own thing because this night is ours! to the night!
Continue readingthe break room at two thirty. morris wong, fifty two, sits next to chigane, another dime a dozen teenaged filipina with a potmarked face buried in her phone. morris’ warm congee scented breath can be felt on her shoulder but she doesnt recede. she leans in to him instead, laughing, pointing out the funny cat on her feed. joseline walks by and morris straightens himself, waking chi out of her digital stupor.
are you still coming to celias party tonight?
i told you no already. his accent is milder then his looks suggest.
why not?
we talked about this already.
i know.
its just not appropriate.
i know. she bats her mascaraed eyes. morris is a fool for her eyes.
then why do you keep asking?
i don’t know.
i want us to be more open too, just not yet. you know what people will say. she recedes, expecting a different result. hey morris?
he looks up to see steve, the colossi store manager. he has their full attention.
what’s up?
can i see you in my office?
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i dunno.
you never know.
i know i know, i’m just not a big tv watcher. you know that. youre lucky im still awake, im beat from working at the mill all day.
well here, give me the remote.
no you tell me what you want to watch and ill go to it.
i dont believe you!
come on why not?
you always do this, you say that i can pick and then i pick something and you say no!
what are you talking about, i never do that!
ok put on the new melissa mccarthy movie.
no no no
see? told you!
its just im allergic to bullshit.
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theory of a daskeman 