- reads 62
- Stemmen 0
- Delen 1
- Tijd 18m
Compleet, voor het eerst gepubliceerd feb. 25, 2015
Voor volwassenen
I was new to the area having just been thrown out by yet another girlfriend for... shall we say, being a bad boy? The corner bar looked inviting. I went in. There were only a handful of men sitting at the bar and one beautiful woman (what luck!)... and an old geezer sotted out of his mind mumbling something about black cats. Getting no clear interest from the gal at the bar, I pulled up a chair at the old man's table and ordered a round. I though, what is so terrible about black cats? Surely, this man had a story to tell and what a story it was...Alle rechten voorbehouden
Meld je aan om STORYTELLER aan je bibliotheek toe te voegen en updates te ontvangen
of
Je bent misschien ook geïnteresseerd in
Je bent misschien ook geïnteresseerd in
