A Ghost Who Rawks

That moment when the cute, stocky redneck dude who only ever wears sleeveless shirts and basketball shorts won’t stop adjusting himself in front of you.

You can’t just look away. It’s like an accident on the Interstate. Hypnotic. What’s worse is he knew I was watchin’ cos’ when I looked back up to make eye contact and continue the conversation, he just kept right on adjusting and smiled… Hhhhhhnnnnng you don’t know how bad I wanna’ feel the backs of this dudes knees on my shoulders. Frrrruuuuussssstraaaaaaaayshuuuun.

  1. gorgeousprettybeauty said: mm this is some erotic fiction or some shit
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