Hey, Reddit! Starla isn’t dead, don’t worry. It’s just been crunch time around here, as far as my studies go. Haven’t had as much time to write. More will come as I finish up my finals, so stay tuned. As always, enjoy~
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“Nice to meet you. My name is Starla, and your baby boy beats my pussy like it stole something. Every. Goddamn. Night.”
That’s not what I said to Mark’s mother when I met her. Boy, I wish I was that brave. No, I barely said anything to her at all, actually. He just introduced me over Easter dinner at the local Golden Corral. We’re all low caliber folk, here, so go ahead and put that judgment away right now, reader. You know good and well you would eat bacon wrapped sirloin for 9 bucks, by itself. On top of it being a full buffet—