Man-Job
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| - | You wake up at 9:00 am, naked on a couch. Your penis up | + | You wake up at 9:00 am, naked on a couch. Your penis up and there's a condom on the floor. You have a painful hangover. You rub your head, stand up, then remember. You're at your girlfriend Leah's apartment. You walk over to the bathroom. She isn't there, so you pee, then walk into her bedroom. Your clothes are in a pile on the floor. She is on the computer, in a robe. You hug her, pressing your dick against her side. She coos softly and you slip the robe down, baring her shoulders. You gently rub her back, then flip your hands around and massage her breast. |
| - | "Get on the bed," she says. You lay down | + | "Get on the bed," she says. You lay down and she drops the robe, then grabs a condom and unrolls it over you. |
| - | "By the way," you say as she lifts herself above you, "could I borrow another fifty dollars?" She | + | "By the way," you say as she lifts herself above you, "could I borrow another fifty dollars?" She frowns, then gets off of the bed. "What's wrong?" you ask. |
| - | "Get out," she mutters. She turns to face you. "Get out, and come back here when you have a job." She starts pushing you, and sends you out the front door. You stand there | + | "Get out," she mutters. She turns to face you. "Get out, and come back here when you have a job." She starts pushing you, and sends you out the front door. You stand there and holler back to her. Two girls at the end of the hall laugh at you, thrown out, naked except for a condom. You throw your hands over your crotch and they laugh again. The door opens and your clothes fly out. You quickly pull on your pants, then finish dressing. |
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[[Go drinking]] | [[Go drinking]] | ||
| - | [[Get a job to win back | + | [[Get a job to win back Leah]] |
| + | [[Category: A Job]] | ||
Revision as of 15:41, 12 July 2008
You wake up at 9:00 am, naked on a couch. Your penis up and there's a condom on the floor. You have a painful hangover. You rub your head, stand up, then remember. You're at your girlfriend Leah's apartment. You walk over to the bathroom. She isn't there, so you pee, then walk into her bedroom. Your clothes are in a pile on the floor. She is on the computer, in a robe. You hug her, pressing your dick against her side. She coos softly and you slip the robe down, baring her shoulders. You gently rub her back, then flip your hands around and massage her breast.
"Get on the bed," she says. You lay down and she drops the robe, then grabs a condom and unrolls it over you.
"By the way," you say as she lifts herself above you, "could I borrow another fifty dollars?" She frowns, then gets off of the bed. "What's wrong?" you ask.
"Get out," she mutters. She turns to face you. "Get out, and come back here when you have a job." She starts pushing you, and sends you out the front door. You stand there and holler back to her. Two girls at the end of the hall laugh at you, thrown out, naked except for a condom. You throw your hands over your crotch and they laugh again. The door opens and your clothes fly out. You quickly pull on your pants, then finish dressing.
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