That was the day I first met David Stone, the man in my famous picture. “Actually,” he said, “just a cup of coffee would be great.”
Returning with his order, he asked “There is one more thing you can do for me, be my baby for the next hundred years?”
“Ahh so you are without love on V-day then?”
“I’m afraid so, there is a body at home I can have sex with if I dare beg for it but no love there for sure.”
I sensed his need to chat for a moment and lighting down into the booth seat across from him I asked, “So how did it get so bad at home?”
“Well, we lost a child to a car accident and after the frantic first year or so of disbelief and pain, she sunk into a depression and somehow in her mind the accident became my fault. Bokep indo Four years later I have another menial labor job,
