Matthew
After breakfast I told her I needed to work in the studio that should buy me a few hours alone, I took her home against my better judgment and headed back home for the meeting between The Wicked Witch and myself.
I found Gabby and explained today's events, her facial expression said it all but she just responds with an “ok”. I took a scalding hot shower and then cooled myself with an ice bath. That should do the trick and keep my thoughts clear especially if my balls are frozen, somehow I feel quite doubtful that will work. As I’m throwing on my sweats and t-shirt I hear the doorbell ring, taking a look in the mirror I look at the i***t staring back at me, “What the f**k are you staring at?” I mumble to myself.
I can smell her from the hallway, the perfume laid on thick causin
