Pone stars chat.
Pone stars chat. Maybe I could meet someone to satisfy that need for human touch.
I’d thought about fucking a lot lately. I came out of the bathroom and I felt the cool air blow into the room from the slightly opened window.
Dressed only in my towel, I went to close it and I noticed the gentleman next door sitting at a little table with his tea and reading the paper. I called him a gentleman because that was what he looked like.
He wore ironed jeans and a light blue sweater over a crisp white shirt and nice brown, leather loafers. Pone stars chat.