Amy winehouse dating paul
Not to be read by anyone under 18, unless you’re a hot chick. Barrow, AK (not really, but you can still drop by and see who lives there if you want) The following is completely fictional.Any resemblance to reality is entirely coincidental.
However, if you do have video or pictures of events similar to the ones described below, feel free to forward them to me for closer examination. ” I asked, tapping on the keys of the piano in front of me. ” Dove Cameron asked, tapping a few more keys as I made a couple marks on the sheet music app on my tablet.As Dove hummed what was in her head, I translated onto the piano.Then if it didn’t sound quite right we tweaked it until it did.No, it was her two-hundred-fifty pounds of pure muscle boyfriend that convinced me to change my ways.He walked in just as I was basting his girlfriend’s cervix with my gravy.“If you’re trying to wow Ryan, you’re doing a good job of it,” I said, making a show of leering at her. You can give me the key back tomorrow,” Dove said as she opened the door.
“I won’t be long,” I said, waving without looking away from my work.
“I’ll take that as ‘get out now before my boyfriend gets here’,” I said, laughing as I stood up from the piano. From the first time I met Dove’s boyfriend, Ryan, we hadn’t exactly gotten along.
I didn’t mind him, he seemed like a nice enough guy, but boy did he give me the stinkeye every time he saw me.
Probably my biggest conquest was banging the prom queen, during prom, while her quarterback boyfriend waited for her to come back from the bathroom completely unaware that she actually had her legs wrapped around my waist begging me to fuck her harder.
Of course, that all changed when I picked the wrong woman freshman year of college.
So after that I naturally shied away from women altogether for a little while, and made a conscious effort to stay away from anyone with a boyfriend for even longer.