Surrounded by squeaky estrogen buds at every angle, I corral the coeds into their new jerk-coffee shop jobs. Pismo continues to drag. Theres a Creative Writing Professor that I managed to throw two glasses of wine at in the valley last Saturday night can I yank her out on the town again? Nah, I gotta show twenty-something wanna-bes how to sweep a floor in some sleepy beach town.
They will bat the eyelashes and snap towels to get my attention, but that dog no longer hunts in the sorority.
They will bat the eyelashes and snap towels to get my attention, but that dog no longer hunts in the sorority.