I just wanna make you cum, make you breakfast, and make you happy.
I’d celebrate 300 followers, but this is the third time I’ve hit it. Thanks for following, everyone. I hope my writing is a pleasure to read.
-He seethes a little bit as the gash in his leg healed. The guy had put up a fight. Wade haphazardly tossed the shotgun in his hands away- “Help me up. What are you doing here anyway?”
"No he has a car, he crashed hers. She’s not too far so its all good."
"Fair enough. I request one thing. I would like to ride on the back."
“….—-I don’t believe you.”
"Don’t freakin’ look at me like that. I had a job, and it had to be done. Guy had it coming."
"Put this in the oven please." Handing the pan to him once she finished. "I bet you would, you eat everything. Hopefully you don’t get a gut because that might be a little weird."
"I dunno. They say you can never trust a skinny cook. Maybe it would give me a little more credibility." -he smiles and takes the pan from her and slides it carefully into the oven- "Looks good. You certainly put it together like a champ."
;-“Heck yeah I am.” Shay laughed. “Go on… do it!”
"Alright…step back." -he lets out a sigh and takes his belt off so his legs had a little more range of motion before performing his trick-