I was just reading the latest chapter of my mate, Old Man with a Pen, I commented to him on his fart joke then remarked whether he'd like to hear one which I knew for a fact, he'd never heard before. So he says, why don't you make it into a story? Why not? Only because I hadn't thought of it of course. This is totally true and factual, without even a hint of sex so if you don't like that description, piss off! Where he found the tag for flatulence, God only knows but it fits right here.
Another mutilated account of an incident in my life.
A out of work musician gets scooped up by the God's squad. They are looking to save his soul. He was looking at Nan, a gorgeous 17 year old, blonde Canadian.
If you're expecting a strictly lesbian (sex) type story, it's not. Though not entirely a true story, it does have a lot of truth in it based on feedback and input from some dear friends. This piece is just to try and reach those who would unfairly label someone, without the open-mindedness about all people, beliefs, races and sexual orientation. For that reason, this story was written.