In high school, I had s** with my manager at McDonald’s in the bathroom, the next day, I realized my wallet was missing
I imagine my lover as a black horse with reins, but no saddle. According to psychologists, the way you imagine the horse is what you want your ideal partner to be like.
I’ve been doing lawns this summer and a older lady customer too. She has a nice house, yard, pool. She lets me skinng dip, we bang, I do the lawn, and she pays me too. Good gig.
