Bare vagina Stories

My eyes locked with Kimberly’s, and hers with mine the second she walked into the bar. There was so much I wanted to tell her, but she seemed to be more interested in socializing with other old friends than reuniting with me. I was a little brokenhearted, but I was guessing that she was as nervous as I was. Paul, on the other hand, was laughing his ass off as he said, “For the first time in a long time, the legendary Tomm...

I didn't frequent Christie's Bar-None Saloon and Pool Hall too often. It was mainly when I'd had a bad day, and I needed time to myself and a stiff drink. I don't keep alcohol at home because it makes it too easy to sit and drink after a bad day. My grandfather was an alcoholic, and I didn't want to follow in his footsteps. Back then, it seemed I was visiting Christie's more than usual. I'd only have one shot of Pendleton...