Fucking mr. shapiro.

Walking into Mr. Talbot’s room, I hitched my backpack farther up on my shoulders, before reaching and tugging my black-and-orange plaid mini-skirt further down over my thighs. I surveyed the room, and, seeing no one,[…]

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Gotta go right now

Gotta Go Right Now There has been a commercial on television for some pill that will control your bladder. It has this stupid little jingle that I can’t get out of my head because my[…]

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Something new

“You ready,” Debbie asked her friend Maureen as she stopped by her best friend’s desk, “I can’t wait another minute, I’m just about ready to burst!?!” “Me too,” Mo replied while putting the finishing touches[…]

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