AlexBailey
Kinky Tomgirl
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My oldest son - late twenties, is in town for a couple of days. I absolutely love him but his attitude bugs the fuck out of me sometimes, especially when he’s drinking and going out on the prowl. He tall and handsome and outwardly cock-sure of himself, but his cologne makes me want to gag. His saving graces are that he’s completely open minded, intelligent, and likes to cook big fancy meals.
Well, last night he met up with a bunch of his old friends from school while out at the pub and brought a bunch of them back to the house for a midnight meal.
The kitchen is a mess and all of our extra beds and the couch are covered with sleeping vagabonds who used to spend lots of time at our house a few years back. They’re all familiar faces yet four of them have transitioned since high school. It’s going to be an interesting morning.
I feel like I’m walking a dead name minefield.
Well, last night he met up with a bunch of his old friends from school while out at the pub and brought a bunch of them back to the house for a midnight meal.
The kitchen is a mess and all of our extra beds and the couch are covered with sleeping vagabonds who used to spend lots of time at our house a few years back. They’re all familiar faces yet four of them have transitioned since high school. It’s going to be an interesting morning.
I feel like I’m walking a dead name minefield.
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