This story is totaly made up. None of the names or characters described are in any shape real. If this reviews like this and want more then I will add more to the story..or create a new one. This is my first story by the way.
My name is Mark Denny, turned 22 years old last friday. I work at the local supermarket as a cashier. Friday nights there is always this girl, Sandy who is my bagger. She is 57 long blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, full lips, from what I can tell a nice ass. Of course I was attracted to her, who wouldnt be. Mrs.Smith is checking out as she has known me since I was a little boy. "Marky boy HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" "Why thank you Mrs.Smith, cant beleive I am 22 years old already." "I remember the same feeling, dont worry its not all that bad being hold," she said with a laugh. "Well tell Mr.Smith I said hello." "Ok I will be sure to, see you later," as she takes the bagged bags from Sandy. "Why didnt you tell me it was your birthday Mark?" asked Sandy with a puzzled look on her face. " I dont know just never popped into my mind," as I looked around at the empty store. "So what are you doing for your birthday?" "Sitting around the house watching a movie probably, you should come." I was trying to make any excuse for this girl to come over to my house. "Ok since its your birthday, what time?" "I will just bring you over to my place no sense in you walking all the way home then to my house." "Alrigt." So finally its 11 PM, closing hours as we walk out getting into my car driving to my house.
So of course once home I changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. I felt bad for Sandy still in her work clothes so I offered her some of my girlfriends clothes. She was gone for the week at her friends house. I knew she was most likely cheating on me, seeing as she hasnt talked to me in over 2 weeks and always with her "friends" yet I have never met any of them. We sit down on the sofa as we begin to watch the new release on the satelite TV. First we... Läs hela novellen
