Holy moly it wasn’t that long ago that I’d be sitting behind a screen playing Xbox, and not recovering from a night of a cocktail of drugs and debauchery. It was Friday midafternoon when wife a pal rang me, enquiring if I was interested in checking out Skid Row that night at the Roxy. From where I live and to where the venue was, it was an hour’s plus drive. We agreed to me at a Hudson’s for a snack and a yak, before finding bar near the venue. That was the plan, as I waited and waited for her to arrive. Eventually a young lady from Hudson’s walked over and asked for my name. “Why, oh it’s Simmo or Alex.” I replied, a bit surprised. “Ok, a girl called Nikki rang indian and left a message for you,” She said, then read out the message. I’m so sorry, but I can’t make it after all, something has suddenly come up. Raincheck hugs’n kisses, Love Nikki “Thanks,” I said to the waitress, and paid up and left. I walked and thought to myself. Bloody typical of Nikki, always thinking cock before friends. She never changes and now I am fucked as she had the tickets. I walked a few blocks to a bar I used to frequent, when I turned 21. After an hour, I decided to visit some old friends. I went back to the station and drove my car to the “Potato Bros.” house. They weren’t related but during school, everyone called them that because of their Italian heritage. These boys always wanted a game of cards, if I recall. When I found there place, the front door was open as I knocked and walked inside. Sure as the nose on my face, that’s what they were doing. Poker and drinking, there were a few people playing. “Well, look what the mutha fuckin’ cat dragged in,” Rizzo, shouted out. The light not switched off. Lizzie used to be a nice person; she used to love her big brother and always wanted me to hang out with her. “hey this planet contains oxygen. I flicked my eyes around the office they had set up. and she suddenly longed for it to happen . . . “Even you?” He asked while staring right at me. She was a stumbling, groggy mess, as the wandered down the stairs. I really don’t know why I’ve hesitated, but here it is. I’m so sorry for the wait. "Looking for me?" Amy: Only one and in total I may have done it two or three times. The sound resonated with my metallic body. I had never been so turned on in my life as I watched her straddle our instructor which we had drugged so my wife could rape him. I stayed with my sister for a short time, but they had a growing family and felt like I was in the way. "Let's go to the ladies room, then." “OH YEA, FUCK, SHIT, JESUS, OH GOD DAMN IT TO HELL,” Pinkie cursed as Zin stuck the skewers in her flesh and pushed them through to the other side until she had a half dozen rods poking right through her bloated breasts. She watched as anguish spread again across Sonia’s beautiful features. Susan buried her face in my neck and through the sobs and tears told me her Dad would never be home again..he had went for a ride in the Mustang and committed suicide at the old military base two months ago. "I think I will say you are a merchant. “It was my aunt's idea. The next day I managed to get to him alone and I related my story. My head snapped over to Miller. I couldn't blame them. I knew it, Daddy! What’s worse, I had no plan. On the horizon, a hill loomed. "Even better " I said " I might even have one around here" I went to my shelf of used parts as she turned around "do you mind" she said picking up my battery charger hooking it up to her dead battery. I was just surprised at indian the way I fell into yours….oh God…face first!" I still have to travel to work, and work wearing virtually nothing. “Shut up” she said. Now all Tammy had on was the sundress and flip flops I had shorts and a t-shirt and flip flops. This went on for a couple of wife minutes as they both grunted and groaned.