How It All Began.

dude on the left drank the rest of my sour apple vodka

I was a hellion when I was 14. "The chick" was a 20 year old tatted baddie. I don't know if I was ruined or forged. We got drunk as fuck on sour apple vodka, she blew me. It was illegal as hell. After it happened, my first thought was that I'm the man. My second thought was that I need to get an AIDS test. And then my friends all patted me on the back. I remember my stepdad asking me about her and I told him "She's a sophomore." His response was "In which college?"

Laughter is the best medicine. All of these years later, there's bits that make me laugh but ultimately whole thing repulses me. I guess it's more the responses I get from people when I recount it. "That sounds awesome to me." Yeah, as a 14 year old it was fucking awesome. At 39 though? Disappointment.

I was hypersexual and beautiful women could always smell it on me. Even as a schlubby 40 year old who dresses like he found his clothes and looks like he smells, I get propositioned all the time. I'm beginning to believe that my presentation is why... a dude with a giant dick would dress like he doesn't have any fucks left to give.