Shopko... The Store for You!

I remember SHOPKO in Grand Forks, MI.  I never sexed in the bathroom there.  I wish I had.  It would have been amazing to have sexed so close to value pharmacy goods.  I bet if I had sexed at SHOPKO I would have a memory worth living for instead of nothing.  It's not that I'm sad... actually, I am miserable.  Can SHOPKO take the pain away?  Even if I was still able to sex with my ancient dick I don't think any girl would want to sex me anymore, least of all in SHOPKO.  I hate myself.

Swiss Mistress

Even though you never call and never write, I've still got a soft spot for you. Our love may be cold but the torch I carry for you still burns strong.


I remember waking up in the morning and listening to you brush your teeth. The dogs were downstairs and the bed was still warm. Now all that's left is a packet of instant hot chocolate.

Clal the Pahlease (part 2)

4am february 14th - he picked me up in his brother's van and drove me into the woods,he parked the car by the stream and took me into the dark cave, we walked down the dark tunnel until we came to the white door, behind the door was the oldwoman, the old woman opened her mouth and the man walked me inside,the old woman closed her mouth and we went down into her belly where we stayed for the rest of our lives. the end.