These Are The Stories Of Our Lives As Fictional As They May Seem!

We are used to have parties before we are born. Our parents had a celebration for their marriage, a fancy dinner to announce a pregnancy and a festivity in honor of their new child. At least that’s the order God would like things to happen… But we are used to party even after our birth.

The next day #30 went out of jail we had to celebrate! Girls, rock and condoms! They were all invited! Especially because he gained a lot of money for being accused about a crime he didn’t do! Cash, cash, cash!

I planned the party a week before my friend would be set free. So, I arranged some meetings with some girls I conveniently came to know at the library. They were twin sisters, double fun and so much fu… shh…! You know what else! Everything for my main dude! Their ticket numbers were #69 and #70! Mmm… Both sex positions! If you don’t know the second position it’s due to your lack of fun!

The girls were perfectly made! At least by a surgeon because I felt silicone the last time! But I don’t care… We, Men, are visual! I had enough to grab on them, that’s why they past my sexiness test. They were worthy.

Everything was fine. #30 loved the gifts I gave him, the twins liked his house and I was happy to revive all those crazy nights we used to have fun, but this time sun light was on! Like this or even hotter? Yeah, Hotter!

#69 was warming things up with a tongue friction on my pants and #70 drank the last martini served while she took off her tiny purple thing she called skirt. We were having a good time.

“Today could be the best day of your life…!” said the girl with the empty martini cup and a big smile on her face.

“Everyday out of jail is the best for me!” #30 answered.

“What!? Don’t tell me you are that guy from the news! Oh, boy… boy… BOY! I’m going home! You won’t kill me!”

“I didn’t do anything…!”

“YOU WON’T KILL ME!!” she exclaimed with a broken and angry voice while she picked up her clothes extremely fast! I was so confused! I couldn’t believe our cool night wasn’t that cool after all!

“Let’s go sister!”

“I don’t wanna leave! I think it’s hot to be with a man who’s been in jail… They learn dirty stuff there… Mmm…” #69 replied adding a bitchy look.

“Don’t stay here! He killed someone!”

“I was declared innocent…!” my friend argued.

“See! He didn’t murder anyone. You go… I’ll be here a lil’bit more”

And so, she did. #70 got out the house not only furious, but dizzy as well! While inside… A girl was shared by two dudes. Yes, the same girl at the same time but in two particular different ways… Wow… I’ll never forget that… And I’m so glad I did that. That proves there’s nothing more than friendship between #30 and me. We never crossed swords or even an “I want you” look. #21 was totally wrong! And talking about her… I haven’t heard anything about her recently. Is she OK? Bah… Who cares now! I got to open the third condom!

At the end, #30 finished the girl because I was exhausted. I didn’t know why but I really needed to get some sleep, at least one hour and that was everything I got! Because someone knocked the front door with a clumsy tune that woke me up.

A friendly girl with light skin and curly brown hair was standing in front of my naked body; only 4 centimeters of wood and metal were separating us. She was so cute that I didn’t notice when I opened a little glass window that let her watch my face clearly.

“Hey, good afternoon Mr.” she said.

“Hi… Hello…” I answered while I cleaned my eyes with one of my fingers to hide the bags I had under my pupils.

The pretty girl presented herself as a woman dedicated to serve the Almighty: Yes, God. She preached about someone that hasn’t a good relationship with me… I don’t know what I did to him but he always makes me fall when I got something I really like…

She had the same kind of iris the Greek goddess Athena has: gray eyes. Depending of where she looked, they changed of color! From gray to blue, then green and, finally, gray again! I was hypnotized! So much, I accepted to go to her church next Sunday! She gave me the address and we would meet there at 6 o’clock.

Before leaving, she lent me a Bible and dismissed with handshake through the little window. I followed her steps from the door to ascertain if she was going to invite the whole neighborhood, but she didn’t. Another girl on a wheelchair was waiting for her near the street to take a bus. I felt like I knew that second girl from somewhere else but I wasn’t sure…

Anyway, #69 left #30 and me alone because she had psychology class at night. So, we decided to go to eat some pizza to “La Calle”, a street with lots of bars, pizza places and libraries.

We chose a yellow and orange restaurant with cool music; it had three big TV’s and its logo everywhere. He bought a supreme pizza and I went for a Hawaiian, I don’t like pineapples but I like them in pizza. Weird, isn’t it?

We started talking about #21 because a girl that looked pretty much like her appeared on a Nelly Furtado video clip we were watching there. Maybe it was a prediction to future! The lesbian entered to the same restaurant we were in! Obviously, she sat with us.

“So, you’re finally here, with us” she said with little crumbs jumping out from her mouth.

“Like the old days” he answered.

I noticed something in their faces, like a mysterious joke. I think #30 doesn’t know #21 was the girl who made his ex a lesbian; we were having a happy dinner. Everything was cool.

Eventually, when our friend went to the ladies bathroom, he told me she visited him at jail once a week! I never saw her there! Why did anyone tell me before…? What a strange day… At least I got a date! See you at church, Gray eyed girl! By now, I’ll just try to finish my Hawaiian slice in peace… OH, DAMN! I HAVE A TEST TOMORROW!