The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*Andy's POV*

Motherfucker! As fate had seen fit to fuck me over, I had made mouth-to-wang contact, God fucking dammit! After years of being called a faggot, a ferret had finally tricked me with its pseudo-"belly button!" I sure hope that tricksy little fucker was neutered!

I finished brushing my teeth and rinsed over and over with hot water. It made my face all pink, but whatever, it made me feel a little better. Ugh.

To do list:
1: Make Gwyn kiss me for not warning me!
2: See if there was more stuff she wanted to get off her chest.
3: Try and figure out some way to ask smoothly what the fuck exactly happened in her past relationships that messed her self-confidence up so badly.
4: Have more sex. Nyesss...

I walked out and sat on the couch, reclining in my best come-hither pose, and laid on the smolder. I was about to ask Gwyn if she would cuddle for a minute, all with the intent of a heated kiss, followed up by a deadpan announcement that she now shared Sherpa's dick-cooties, when the damned pizza came! I watched Gwyn’s ample butt cheeks alternating with her stride as she went to the door. Nom-nom!

I was really pissed for a minute at my opportunity being spoiled, until I smelled the food, and realized how hungry I was. Gwyn may have ruined that cute little fantasy I had of her and I grilling steaks together with her damned veggie ways, but that pizza sure smelled delicious, even from the doorway, meatless or not. I mean, what the fuck? What the fuck does she eat horseradish sauce on if she's a vegetarian? Or A-1? *sniff-sniff* My stomach gurgled loudly as I stood to meet Gwyn and reached for the box.

Notes

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to anybody who reads it and enjoys it, and especially to the folks who are so supportive and kind, you know who you are.

I would also like to take a moment to curse whatever the fuck it is that makes this website eat my chapters, and often glitch out on both my desktop and my phone. Fuck you ominus evil force, eat shit!!!! Forgive my earlier pseudo-chapter, I lost my temper.

QOTD: do you have a copy of rebels? how about sex & hollywood?

me- rebels, yes; sex & hollywood- no, it's fucking impossible to find.