The Big One
The banging then started. It sounded like a skeleton rapping on the wall. It made converation beween my friend Rex and I a bit frayed. "It's Chris," I said. "He's at it again." "Wish that kid would find himself a woman," said Rex. "He masterbates like the world ends tomarrow." "Yeah. He's lucky he's cute, or he would never--" "Cute, eh? Sounds you wanna bag 'im, Rachelle." "Me? NO. I DON'T think so. He's a nice guy, but I like him just as a friend." "Too bad. Chris...