Trecusera cateva saptamani de cand eram single. Heh, n-am mai fost single de la jumatatea liceului si ma simteam cam ruginit. Voiam doar sa ma distrez si sa alung o parte din ganduri. Intr-o seara de vineri am iesit intr-un club cu o parte din colegii de la facultate si cu alti amici...
This is part 1 of a work in progress, part 2 is finished, part 3 is still developing...
The note said, "Meet me 9 pm - Days Inn - in the lounge. Sit at the table across the room from the piano. I will come to you. " Crazy as it sounds, I actually went...
"I'll kill that fucking bastard, " screamed Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the President of the United States, "every fucking time I go out of town on his fucking business I have to hear stories about his incessant fucking around!!! " This wasn't the first time that Jim Knox had heard this little tirade, and as the lead Secret Service body guard for the First Lady, he had seen and heard more than his fair share of intra family squabbling, but when ever she went off like this, it was better just to try and blend into the back ground and hope her tantrum would blow over quickly.
Warning:
The material that follows is adult in nature, containing graphic sex descriptions. If you are not over 18, or if such material is offensive to you, stop here and move on to another story.
