*With this whole quarantine happening I thought I’d try to write an experience I had last year as detailed as possible. I mean we all have to do our part to keep each other entertained right? I did this as mostly a writing assignment for myself, but I hope it works. Also a little Walt Whitman for fun. This is part one, so dont DM me pisssed off that it didn’t fuck to completion. I’ll finish the second part in a day or two.*
Look I get it, a bar is a weird place to start a fuck-story starring a Mormon mom, but c’est la vie.
This story is more r/holyshitthatwasafunthursdaynight than r/gonewildstories, since it’s literally about fucking a woman I met at a bar, but I promised her I’d write about it, and because I’m lazy as fuck it’s taken me… oh I don’t know… 10 months? So here it is Casey. After you read this, I better get some sweet sweet noodz.