Sugar

The spotty boy from the post-room just delivered my mail. He asked me why I was smiling at him it such funny way. He’s obviously a little paranoid. I ask you, how can I explain that I now know exactly what his spunk tastes like?

I wasn’t expecting Chloe to come home last night after her date with him, but she did and she presented me with just fucked cunt and I thoroughly enjoyed her cream-pie. I am amazed how sweet his sperm tastes.

I think I will always call him “Sugar” from now on.