The right pill
I skid out of the way as a rapid movement of air spins me around. Holy fuck I could swear that driver was trying to kill me. The jackass decides to flip me the bird as he rumbles away in his small dick, super suspended f-150. But hey who am I to judge a guy’s dick, it’s not like mine is something to write home about. I stumble into the store, avoiding the cashier’s piercing gaze. She’s smoking hot but no way I could get the confidence for that. I push the thought of her full, pouty lips opening...