Quarantine.
I hate that word.
Why, oh why couldn’t I live in a state like Texas or Florida? They were open and back up.
Not for the state of New York.
Buffalo, New York wasn’t much to write home about. And while I would have loved to move, I didn’t have the money to move. I wasn’t poor, but moving out of the state would have cost more than I would have cared to spend. I did work from home, though. Maybe I would have the money, soon.
Anyway, my tale begins in December of 2020. I was bored, spending most of my time jerking off, watching TV, playing video games or reading some of the books I had. And yes, I was still a virgin. I was only 19, but, not like I was going to have sex anytime soon.
So, I decided, to help with my bordem, I’d get a dog. I had a dog when I was a kid, a black lab named Billy. I loved that dog. Billy died when I was 15. Anyway, I was on the phone with my dad, catching up (as he and my mom lived in Florida. Lucky bastard) as I browsed google for good dog sites.