Living With Her

Hey there! My name is France Singleton.
I'm 27, Single (If I may say...), Male (of course), Black hair, Gray eyes, fair skin, hot body, filthy rich (I don't think that's a factor), GPA of 3.8 (I'm proud of it!), likes to party, likes to drink, but most of all likes girls. But hell, girls like me more!!

So, you think I'm having the time of my life? Yeah I am. I was preparing to get my Masters degree--along with some distraction along the side, can you blame me?--when my mother suddenly paid me a visit to tell that I'll be living with a girl...yes a girl! Her threat scared me, but what scared me the most was imagining what kind of girl am I going to live with for the time being. But you never know who I met at the door, the day 'she' came.

Want to see how my perfect life was invaded by a woman along with my annoying subconscious? Then read on! Oh and if there're some girls looking for some good time, let me know! France signing off--for now ;)

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The author here! :)
This story is R-17. Not PG-17, R-17!
It might contain some wild imaginations, dreams or actions from France's mind so beware (ugh..men!).
So if you're this kind of person who is so innocent, never ever broken a plate or whatever in the kitchen, I suggest you avert your eyes.
But of course if you're still going to read it then fine, go on.
You have your agency but remember that you have a responsibility for that agency.
So yeah, read or not read it's up to you!!
And please, a reminder, PLAGIARISM is bad. Avoid it as much as possible.
It hurts people who loves and spent precious time in their works.
Our stories are our babies, so please let's discourage such act.
But anyway, hope you'll like this little story of France's encounter with...well, her.