Bad Neighbors Good Fuckers
Maybe it was a freak flare of testosterone in my system or maybe the fact that I haven’t had any action since I had broke up with that bitch Brenda almost two months ago, but when I woke up that morning, I knew that I just had to get laid that day. Between work and a shitload of papers that were almost suddenly due, I’ve neglected my needs. And the morning woody that refused to recede even now, halfway through my calculus class was a constant reminder of the fact. In my head images of sex...