![]() ![]() ![]() “Chest, then.” He does some counting on his fingers. He looks thoughtful for a moment, then narrows his eyes. Forty inches, maybe?” I throw some random number out there. “You said she’s got nice tits? What’re her measurements?” Chris’s eyes widen with intrigue. And when he delivers said number to his roommate the roommate says this: So he doesn't get there in time to, I don't know, personally wrap up this manchild's junk and roommate fucking POUTS and so the hero gifts a fucking NUMBER, like it's something you can just pass around to be nice to your horny friends. ![]() Not a conversation anyone would EVER have. Roommate couldn't get them himself because he can't leave the women "unattended", his license is revoked.blah blah dumb dumb "I kept forgetting all week to go to the store after work, and now I have these two anxious chicks here, and … Damn! I need to introduce you to Melanie. Oh, what was he apologizing for? Well, his roommate asked him to go pick up a box of condoms for a threesome he was about to participate in. So at one point in this book, the hero gets a number from a woman he met in a club and gives it to his roommate as an apology of sorts. ![]()
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