zephyr
LA LA LA LA, you don't need to picture this. Sure, you've had your fair share of scandalous thoughts regarding Red and his tight little ass, but those have been largely bite-induced, and are more uncomfortable than enticing, these days. Especially since more and more you see him as a kid, sweet and misguided and more in need of a friend than a fuck buddy.
But if he and Milo want to get it on platonically, who are you to judge? As long as it stays as a mutual fucking. Rae's tits, you are not ready for your children to date.
"Well... good for you, then." You watch him pick one of the rambutans, but you're too busy trying not to imagine him biting into Milo's wrist to warn him about the skin. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Get your shit together. "Jus', y'know, maybe don' bring him t'my place for hook-ups, ok? Known the kid since he was in diapers, an' th'thought of it is..."
You shudder dramatically, then open your eyes and shudder again to see him with an unpeeled rambutan that's clearly missing a chunk. "Red... did you jus'... eat th'fuckin' skin?"
But if he and Milo want to get it on platonically, who are you to judge? As long as it stays as a mutual fucking. Rae's tits, you are not ready for your children to date.
"Well... good for you, then." You watch him pick one of the rambutans, but you're too busy trying not to imagine him biting into Milo's wrist to warn him about the skin. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Get your shit together. "Jus', y'know, maybe don' bring him t'my place for hook-ups, ok? Known the kid since he was in diapers, an' th'thought of it is..."
You shudder dramatically, then open your eyes and shudder again to see him with an unpeeled rambutan that's clearly missing a chunk. "Red... did you jus'... eat th'fuckin' skin?"
we were toogether
who cared about the rest?
who cared about the rest?
