Sex lies and online dating rachel gibson
For two people that had only known each other a couple months, Dove and I got along great.
Right from the first time we met, when we were basically auditioning each other as song writing partners, we hit it off.
Every so often we stopped to write it down before picking up where we left off.
“Wow, look at the time,” Dove said, glancing over at the clock.
“I’ll take that as ‘get out now before my boyfriend gets here’,” I said, laughing as I stood up from the piano. From the first time I met Dove’s boyfriend, Ryan, we hadn’t exactly gotten along.
I didn’t mind him, he seemed like a nice enough guy, but boy did he give me the stinkeye every time he saw me.
As Dove hummed what was in her head, I translated onto the piano.
Then if it didn’t sound quite right we tweaked it until it did.
Less than an hour after meeting her, we were in her room with her feet pointed at the ceiling and my balls bouncing off her butt cheeks with each thrust.
Feedback, comments, praise, criticism, death threats, nude photos, etc. Go fuck yourself and go read something else if you dislike those codes or want something more. “Then bring in the horns as everything explodes in a burst of energy,” I said, nodding as it looked like we were firmly on the same page.
can be sent to voodoojoe2000 at yahoo dot com (come on, you can assemble that into an actual e-mail address). Feel free to distribute to friends, enemies, lovers, hopeful lovers, whatever, just keep my name and e-mail address on the story or I shall hunt you down and make you write the whole damn thing out by hand. “That sounds great,” Dove said, excited as we made headway on our song.
Probably my biggest conquest was banging the prom queen, during prom, while her quarterback boyfriend waited for her to come back from the bathroom completely unaware that she actually had her legs wrapped around my waist begging me to fuck her harder.
Of course, that all changed when I picked the wrong woman freshman year of college.
Maybe that was why her boyfriend hated me, that she actually enjoyed spending time and had chemistry with some other guy. Having worked with other songwriters before, I’d figured out that the success or failure of such partnerships often hinged more on how well personalities meshed than it did the abilities of those involved.