Shit

“Why can’t he close the door while he’s taking a shit?” she wondered.  It was disgusting seeing him sitting there with his foul under shorts around his ankles smoking cigarette after cigarette, flicking the shes between his legs into the toilet, reading the paper….   just disgusting!  The smell of his smoke, his shit – the… Continue reading Shit

Jack

He’d been with a lot of women- all kinds of women, but none of them touched him like she did.  She excited him in a way  that made him want her more.  And he never knew what he would get with her on a given day.  He liked to say, “That’s what it’s like to… Continue reading Jack