Stories Of My Life Chapter One
Buzz... buzz...I glanced over at my phone on the bedside table. It was him again. It was late enough, he must be finally drunk and away from his girlfriend. This had kind of become a routine for us.Mark was a guy I worked with over the summer at the local country club. It was the second summer we were working together, though we hadn't spoken much until the end of last season, and even that didn't include too much. One time he basically thought I was a girl from behind, then for the final three...
First Time