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submitted by "LunarMoth" on December 5th, 2001
I met Mike when I was going through my "bad boy" phase ...
of course, one's definition of "bad" varies from person to person, but
back then, it was the tattoos, fast car, and wild personality that
initially attracted me. We dated for a bit, and fooled around heavily on a
playground bench late one night. The next afternoon, a friend of both
of ours threw a BBQ/pool party and when we saw each other, he treated
me fairly the same as before, except he neglected to show any affection.
After the party, several of my girlfriends came back to my house, where
one of them asked to speak to me in private. She said she had
something to get off her chest namely, she had had sex THAT AFTERNOON w/ the
host of the party, my brother, and Mike! No lying! And she went on to
say how Mike told her he'd rather sleep w/ her than me b/c her pu$$y
smelled better! Ha! And when she told him about the other guys she'd
been w/ that afternoon, he decided to chase me down every day f!
or a month at work w/ flowers he'd yanked from peoples' yards. (e.g.
flowery weeds still connected to clumps of root and dirt) Needless to
say, I wasn't too upset when I heard that the 2 of them had an ugly
disease b/t their legs.
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