trekking the Sahara
in the midst of a really big sexual drought. tearing the labels off items everywhere. no sign of sex anywhere. definitely not on the friendship horizon, or anywhere else.
- Jeez, you're shaking.
- I know, I know.
- Jim Beam Hand?
- God no. Trekking the Sahara. Three months.
- Good Lord! I'll mercyfuck you if I have to!
- I know, I know.
- Jim Beam Hand?
- God no. Trekking the Sahara. Three months.
- Good Lord! I'll mercyfuck you if I have to!