The Death of Indecent Exposure…
or at least while walking around the apartment. Well okay, at least while walking around the apartment while Crystal is here. Ok fine, but I swear I don’t do it if she’s conscious…unless I’m really drunk and sleeping in my closet (a story for another time). My how life changes when you move in with a girl-woman. Until now, I had never lived with only a female, unless you count when I lived with my mom…but that’s different. It’s kind of like being a naughty Pinnochio, having all kinds of fun with your wood…en nose, and then you meet that little cricket. Sure it’s cute, but then it tells you about ghonasyphaherpilydis and being a real boy doesn’t seem so appealing anymore. Just kidding, a little. Really not a whole lot has changed, except for the whole nudity in the house thing…and I have fewer overnight guests than normal. Nothing against Crystal, but the walk of shame feels like it’s being made in front of my mother. Now I’m not saying that she is anything like my mother, but they both have a vagina so I compare them. With that being said, expect a lot of interesting stories to come. I promise to hold nothing back, consider that your warning.
