Erik is talking to me

Erik is talking to me right now. He got stoned out of his mind on Saturday. Great. I gave him the third-degree – well really fourth or fifth degree – and told him that I really don’t wait around for him to visit anymore. A little honesty in the day is nice. But he did tell me my hair is looking swell and my ass looked good in my Banana Republic jeans.

Published by <span class='p-author h-card'>Andy</span>

Gay Hoosier Taurus INFJ ex-playwright pianist gymbunny published author in San Francisco.