I Shall Call Him Squishy Novels & Stories

Somehow I can’t stop thinking of going back… But I can’t, I’m doing him a favor remember… ‘Little miss goodie two shoes’ I smile as I hear a very familiar sassy voice in my head “And what’s wrong with being good” I mumble what I always tell her back. I know I can’t hate anyone…but surely ever since I knew the word hate then I’ve always hated one single person.. Abdul Sabri.. He took away something so precious to me…even before I could have it… my brother. Well, my name is Isqaar. No don’t try to pronounce it, If you care much just call me Issy... I got used to that since no-one ever pronounces my name correctly,..

he happily beamed. I nodded in understanding. I actually understood what he meant except I wished my dick didn't work instead of me calling another girl her precious name. "So are you the Stitch to her Lilo?" I sarcastically teased. "Well if she wants me to be her little animal I can be," he shot me a knowing smile. I cringed at the thought, "You sick bastard!"

I would do anything to go back there, if I somehow woke up on the day I got the wedding invite, or even on the flight to here, I would make it my mission to stay in Clinshore. Nonetheless, as if smelling Audrey on Kingston wasn’t enough, I walk past her too. I try to ignore her existence but when it finally clicks in that perfect little head of hers? She calls me. “Hello, Squeak.” She says, invariably using that diminishing petname she and Sera found for me. All because I wouldn’t cry, when my mouth was stuffed with clothes that they would make me choke on. Instead, I squeaked, and it stuck. Still, I’ve found a way to block that out, to not let it affect me in any way. “Have you gone deaf?”

He then flashes a pretty smile showing his white and perfect set of teeth. “Tsk, don’t tell lies!” I said while chewing the quack quack. This man is such a player! “We don’t even know each other!” I told him then turned around and shot the squid. “So adorable,” he said again. This man english of english e no.

As soon as he heard Violet talking about the cartoon character, his eyes immediately lit up. "Who is it? Jimmy Kudo or Naoki Irie? Which handsome guy?" "It's not a handsome guy, it's Ah Shuai. Did you read that comic? You are just like him." Carson rolled his eyes. "I have evidence. Did you know that Ah Suhai was hospitalized once? He wrote a letter to his deskmate, Chubby Girl, in the hospital. Do you remember?" Carson shook his head.

“Look, I don't have any problems with you calling me nicknames like, Daddy white, fresh papa, daddy yo, yo Dada, sweet pa... and blah blah blah, not some dumb name that sounds like puppy and pop corn” “come on Dad” “No, I said no!” I replied bluntly “What’s that cube in your hand? give it to me” “It’s a Rubik's cube” Stiles replied feebly “Aerobics cube” “NooOH! It's a Rubik's cube, RuuuBi...Ks, R, U, B, I, K, S.. Rubik's cube” Stiles replied spelling it one after the other. “Ehnn, Over Sabi. Rubik's cube, or whatever you call it, it's non of my business, just give it to me”

It's addictive. "But, I would like to be gay with you." I move a little bit until I feel the tip of our nose meet. He looks surprised and startled, and then he started to make a move. He tries to kick my balls, but it's a good thing that I can dodge it, or his future him will never like squash balls—just kidding. "You son of a bitch!" He sure does love to swear. That's why I like him that way. He's not very soft anymore. I remember the first time we meet, and he is a bashful type of person. Now, look what he is an Amazonian, haha.

You'll be sorry if Wren and I miss the bonfire festival in Xenas. A squishy noise sounded as he kicked the sack, and his shoe sank into something disturbingly soft and sticky. Startled, he yelped and yanked his foot back in horror.

Peachy is something like his ass. "Let me see the peachy." I go around the man and stop once I’m standing behind him, a hand automatically reaches out on his butt and squeezes the cheeks. Indeed! They are indeed like a peach! Juicy peach! I squeeze them a few more times to test out the theory if they’re really as juicy as I imagined until he stops me by taking my hand away from his body. Hmph. Stingy old man, it’s not like I like peaches! I just eat them for health benefits!

Crab. "How disgusting! I think she is around our age and she still plays with that stuff? Does she not feel embarrassed?" The boy with a long face said. Let's call him Squidward. "Maybe her parents didn't teach her that only three years old carry that stuff." Mr. Crab said. He whispered something to the chubby kid in their group. Let's call him...Patrick. Patrick smiled wickedly at me, making his chubby cheeks quiver. He then said, " Then let's teach her a lesson."