The Belt
I was playing around, maybe too much in those times. So, one morning I was waking up after this party with heavy drinking and lots of people crowded in a smoky place and there was just me and mister N, a friend. He was the kind of rich bad boy, lots of money in his pocket and a punk philosophy in his head. I liked the guy a lot, especially for his “I don’t care” all time attitude. By that time we were fuck buddies. So I wake up and I see him still sleeping next to me in the bed. With the...