Tell Me Something to Make Me Hate you part9
by HandJob Blog
skirt. “I’ve done that. Remember the waiter I told you about…”
“Yeah yeah yeah whatever whatever.”
“Hey!” The shoe thing again. “I want the story to make me
hate you, not—”
“YYYWW. Shall I go on?”
“Please.”
“So all I could say to this girl was I was just too busy, my
life just too complicated right now for a ‘relationship’. What
with work and classes and the magazine and…”
“And getting stoned, and chasing girls, and renting porn, and
snorting—”
“Yyy, you know the drill. But it didn’t seem to be sinking
in. For weeks she was following me around, and—”
“Why didn’t you just tell her the truth?”
“You know how I hate to hurt people. Ow!”
...End of the part9. To be continued..