| Author: | Houlden Hemmings | ISBN: | 9781310795022 |
| Publisher: | Houlden Hemmings | Publication: | October 20, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Houlden Hemmings |
| ISBN: | 9781310795022 |
| Publisher: | Houlden Hemmings |
| Publication: | October 20, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
From the book: “There was a guy in my home town named David. He was a local ‘Phenom’; a rich kid for sure, and his father doted on him. His father actually gave him a shiny Chevy convertible on his birthday. David was as good looking as Tom Cruise; as well built as Brad Pitt; with a equipment similar to John Holmes. He also had a “way” with people, and got more action than Elvis Presley. He was way mature for his years. He not only became friends with the young chicks in town; he even befriended a lot of married ladies. He was special, he knew it, and so did everybody else.
He and I were friends, and it wasn’t uncommon for me to ride around with him, when he was on the prowl. We were riding around one day when he said that he had heard I was seeing a young, local chick named Susan. I told him I was, and that she was pretty hot. He asked me if I had made love to her yet, and I told him I had. “In fact,” I said, I busted her door wide open about a week ago.” - He got a big smile on his face from hearing that, and asked me when I was going to have another date with her. I told him that we were going out the following Friday night. Dave gave another big smile and said, “Why don’t you take her down by the river, by our old spot, and I’ll meet you there.” I knew exactly what he had in mind, and agreed.”
From the book: “There was a guy in my home town named David. He was a local ‘Phenom’; a rich kid for sure, and his father doted on him. His father actually gave him a shiny Chevy convertible on his birthday. David was as good looking as Tom Cruise; as well built as Brad Pitt; with a equipment similar to John Holmes. He also had a “way” with people, and got more action than Elvis Presley. He was way mature for his years. He not only became friends with the young chicks in town; he even befriended a lot of married ladies. He was special, he knew it, and so did everybody else.
He and I were friends, and it wasn’t uncommon for me to ride around with him, when he was on the prowl. We were riding around one day when he said that he had heard I was seeing a young, local chick named Susan. I told him I was, and that she was pretty hot. He asked me if I had made love to her yet, and I told him I had. “In fact,” I said, I busted her door wide open about a week ago.” - He got a big smile on his face from hearing that, and asked me when I was going to have another date with her. I told him that we were going out the following Friday night. Dave gave another big smile and said, “Why don’t you take her down by the river, by our old spot, and I’ll meet you there.” I knew exactly what he had in mind, and agreed.”
