A real DICK
A Real Dick Sometimes I write just because…. I want write something different. Like this story: --+----------------------------------------------------- Something told me it was time to get up. I did not want to. I was warm and comfortable in the dark, all curled up and nestled into my special place to rest. Why couldn’t they all just leave me the fuck alone?!?! I did my best to ignore them. I really did not care if they thought I was a Dick. All I really wanted to do was rest! It was...