Iola – Let’s Just Be Friends

Her name was Iola. She's about thirty. Dark skin. Curly hair. I met her at Bar Open. The night I met her, she invited me to come to her place for a barbeque, but she never gave me the details, so I didn't go. After that, I didn't speak to her for a year. I texted a bunch of girls in my phon

10.1.2009| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson