thats right, I joined the ridiculous amount of people that travel over labor day weekend. Only I didn't hit any traffic. Yes on 95 out and back into DC I hit no traffic. Don't ask me how I got so lucky.
I went on a little trip to go see my best friend who just moved into her apartment. I helped her decorate, move things around, look at reject paint colors trying to figure out which one is closest to "Tiffany blue" and thrift storing; she found a beautiful chocolate brown evening gown for next to nothing and I found a pair of cuff links and retro salt and pepper shakers. (i think this explains a bit about our friendship)
Its kind of interesting as she is a straight and obviously feminine and I am a gay and quite masculine. I sometimes wonder what people see the two of us as, when were out to dinner or whatever, friends or lovers? Or does that latter never even cross there mind?
You’ll Get What’s Coming
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I wrench her other arm behind her back and hold her wrists together. “It
only hurts because you’re struggling,” I growl. “Fuck you,” she snaps,...
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