Recent Post: STREET BLOWJOBS STREETBLOWJOBS greeted me at the door, apologizing for the appearance of the apartment. To be sure, you could tell that a twenty-something male lived there. He had tried to tidy it up a bit, in the typical manner of a person his age. The remnants of last nightˇ¦s pizza and empty soda cans an all too familiar reminder.
I spied the newest additions to his library as they lay on his sofa. Walking over to the sofa, I picked up a book and flipped through it casually.
Jake came up behind me and looked over my shoulder as I scanned the pages.
He was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my neck and smell his intoxicating cologne. I momentarily became lightheaded and closed my eyes to regain my composure.
His hand touched my elbow gently.
I tried to concentrate on the words in the book, but they were beginning to blur into blotches on the page.
