Mag and Sam

I was sitting at the bar and staring down into my cocktail, making an attempt to ignore my friend. Julie was everywhere this unpleasant society guy, twiddling with her skirt and pushing her tits into his face. i used to be pissed at Julie at the instant and wished nothing additional then to travel home. usually I might determine with Julie, we have a tendency to were in faculty finally and he or she was one stunning woman, not a physical flaw on her. I on the opposite hand was the “cute” friend. a touch too short and a touch an excessive amount of hips. perhaps it jealousy on my half however Julie had a string of boyfriends that she treated like shit and that they still lined up for additional. virtually definitely she would get back with whomever she wished. whereas I appear to perpetually find yourself fighting off some intoxicated asshole or going home alone. Continue reading “Mag and Sam”