Indie Writing and Lady Porn

Chad was out of shape. Simply put, he looked like a baby with chest hair. His sagging man tits and bulging gut already damp with sweat was not attractive. But what about this man’s supposedly massive member? His rock hard 4 ¾ inches of man flesh can only be described as pale, engorged disappointment.

Social Anxiety Disorder?

Well fucking DUH!!! That is everyone!  Right? “Fear of social performance where others may judge you!?!”

That is not a fucking disorder, that is called being human. Nervousness to the point of nausea is a perfectly normal reaction to being removed from our comfort zones! Nerves are another side effect of being human.

On The Topic Of Books

But what was covering the intercom box should have tipped me off that I was in for something different than the usual humdrum literature class.

An 8x10 lithograph of Joseph Stalin.

Got settled near the back corner, right next to Gene. Gene was a drummer in a fledgling rock band. He had long hair and wore Megadeath shirts exclusively. In other words, Gene was cool.