Just Some Guy Novels & Stories

He hit me playfully and told me not to be so uptight. “Let’s go. I need to convince you. Show you why I like N*****x so much.” He likes it so much. This guy is probably an imitation of Dylan. This can’t be the real Dylan. This person is an impostor that is using Dylan face. I know. I can feel it.

The assistant's words brought forth a brand-new perspective. "Ms. Jennings, me and a few friends have guessed that someone as mysterious, wealthy, and capable as the owner of Dream Maker is probably an innocent, introverted IT guy. These guys aren't romantic and could be boring, but it doesn't matter as long as they are good at earning money." Natalie nodded. "I also think that he is probably an IT guy who's a bit introverted or with some sort of mental issues." "Mental issues might be too much."

Honestly, he never gets the right answer from his friends. Im_trojan: So brilliant, Lennox! Damn, I'm impressed, bro! Throw Miller to Canna! Just_logan: Come here, Miller, Canna is hungry! Watson_lennox: Maybe Mr. Miller doesn't take a shower, that's why he doesn't change clothes! Smith_landon: He's crazy, bro!

Smart girl had gotten a new vehicle, which makes sense why my scouts never got a ping on her old one. I give Carter a call back and apologize for being such a dick. I know none of this is his fault. He has been right by my side trying to help me. Even to the point where he hasn’t had much time with his own mate. Once this is all said and done I’m going to need to give him some time off so he can spend some much needed time with his family.

I say as I lower my voice to sound like a guy, "calling someone psycho is lame, man. The dude's got issues, sure, but he's no psycho." Colt tries to contain his laughter at my attempt to sound like a dude. The guy continues looking at me like I'm the strangest person in the world. "Whatever. Look, I don't know what business you got with Beckham, but take my advice. He's not worth it." "You sure he's in there?" Ethan asks. The guy shrugs. "There's nothing fun to do in this fucking school." He walks away, joining the other guys. "Alessandro would open the door if he heard our voices," I say.

Among the many cheering and surprised comments, I saw a photo of a guy who I just couldn’t run away from lately. “This is the guy I am offering for a month now. Say ‘yes’ already.” No_joker had written, and he attached a photo of the rich prick who was on TV last night, the same one with who I had a fight with in the parking lot of the new Mall. “Yeah, I saw him talking like he is some kind of God, providing for those who can’t afford health care.” Snooze commented on the picture. “Let’s give him to her. Can she reach out that high?” An anonymous person had written.

Well, I’ll start off by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Josh and I'm 22 years old. I'm about 6 foot 1, 190 pounds, dark brown hair, brown eyes, an athletic body, and a nice thick 8-inch dick. I'm just your normal average working guy with a decent job making 18 dollars an hour. I have more than enough girls that liked me and if I played my cards right I could maybe get any girl I wanted. Not to brag about myself or anything, just making a point so nobody thinks I'm some ugly nerd sitting around myhouse all day. Lol.

Lord knows they deserved way more than that, thanks to their shitty ass dad bailing on them. Bobby eyed the young man; well okay he was his age that was in a black shirt. He walked over to Buzz, shook his hand, said something to cause the old man to smile and walked over to him. He held his hand out to Bobby, a laid back smile on his face. “You must be the new guy; I’m Justin.” “Yup, I’m Bobby.” Bobby shook his hand but still eyed him up. Guy stood a few inches shorter and wasn’t as built, but his blonde hair, blue eyes and easy smile probably had a lot of the ladies swooning.

you guys can follow me on I*******m if you want My i***a id – “shalu__xx” .] Thanks once again !!!

I hesitate for a few seconds , thinking of the best way to respond . " I was just having a bad day so I asked him to comfort me . " I mutter . Is this guy a creep or something ? " Comfort you ? " He mocks. Not that it's any of his buisness but .. " I just needed a hug " I frown . He has to be the strangest guy I've ever met . Maybe he's looking for prostitutes or something ? Oh no . Is that why he's asking ? He wants me to work for him as a prostitute ?