She Helped Me Write Dirty Stories
She Helped Me Write Dirty Stories My sister Amanda was standing right behind me and she scared the shit out of me when she asked, “What are you doing?” I jumped and I tried to change screens on my computer when Amanda said, “You can’t write for shit.” I turned around and said, “Get to hell out of my bedroom and don’t come back.” Amanda said, “I’ve read better stuff than that on the wall of the girl’s bathroom.” I said, “Get out.” Then I pointed at my door but she didn’t...