The Day I found out my ATF was a Man
Muddy
USA
I should have known....
The hints, the signs, they were all there....
I should have noticed.....
We’ve known each other for years, she was athletic, very athletic and I’m into the athletic type. I thought it was a fit for me. We would play one on one in basketball and often times she would dunk over me, I didn’t know any girl that could that. I was wowed, although not as thrilled when her armpit hair would be jammed in my mouth during it but I forgive quickly. She was built too, we would hit the gym together and she would out bench me. And I bench 315. How many girls can do that?
Hairy she was too, her legs, her arms, her ass but so what I’m into natural girls, my grandma was the same way. Salt of the earth type. Homely girls they are. You could say it runs the family.
Yes her chin was square and had a bit of a lump in her neck and sort of big wrists but check any female bodybuilder and tell me they don’t have the same features. No flab whatsoever! Can you say that about your fav?
Yeah I mean her voice was kind of low too but she sang in a Tom Jones cover band by day, of course it was gonna be a little raspy. It’s not unusual!
Maybe it was all obvious. She was a squirter but girls don’t squirt white sticky fluid like that. Trust me I know it got all over my face plenty of times.
The dancer name too was rather odd “Larry” I just assumed it was one of those new ironic names, you know?
We would watch baseball games together, and she knew baseball like she was Yogi Berra. When we would watch football, you would think she was Vince Lombardi (who she also slightly resembled btw) breaking down plays.
But I should’ve noticed the penis, I mean how many lap dances do I have to get and not notice a 10 inch veiny monster cock. This is what you get for always going for anal. I suggest to you all out there fucking her vagina at least once or twice at the very least to ensure no prescence of a dick of any sorts.
Here I am thinking I’m this hardened strip club veteran. Have I learned nothing? Maybe I’ll always be stuck in chapter 1. I don’t know how long it’s going to take me to move on, to get over it, perhaps she or.....he...will always and forever be my ATF.
I really need to stop drinking
The hints, the signs, they were all there....
I should have noticed.....
We’ve known each other for years, she was athletic, very athletic and I’m into the athletic type. I thought it was a fit for me. We would play one on one in basketball and often times she would dunk over me, I didn’t know any girl that could that. I was wowed, although not as thrilled when her armpit hair would be jammed in my mouth during it but I forgive quickly. She was built too, we would hit the gym together and she would out bench me. And I bench 315. How many girls can do that?
Hairy she was too, her legs, her arms, her ass but so what I’m into natural girls, my grandma was the same way. Salt of the earth type. Homely girls they are. You could say it runs the family.
Yes her chin was square and had a bit of a lump in her neck and sort of big wrists but check any female bodybuilder and tell me they don’t have the same features. No flab whatsoever! Can you say that about your fav?
Yeah I mean her voice was kind of low too but she sang in a Tom Jones cover band by day, of course it was gonna be a little raspy. It’s not unusual!
Maybe it was all obvious. She was a squirter but girls don’t squirt white sticky fluid like that. Trust me I know it got all over my face plenty of times.
The dancer name too was rather odd “Larry” I just assumed it was one of those new ironic names, you know?
We would watch baseball games together, and she knew baseball like she was Yogi Berra. When we would watch football, you would think she was Vince Lombardi (who she also slightly resembled btw) breaking down plays.
But I should’ve noticed the penis, I mean how many lap dances do I have to get and not notice a 10 inch veiny monster cock. This is what you get for always going for anal. I suggest to you all out there fucking her vagina at least once or twice at the very least to ensure no prescence of a dick of any sorts.
Here I am thinking I’m this hardened strip club veteran. Have I learned nothing? Maybe I’ll always be stuck in chapter 1. I don’t know how long it’s going to take me to move on, to get over it, perhaps she or.....he...will always and forever be my ATF.
I really need to stop drinking
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