Jtown

Jtown. He was big on weights and all A. His girlfriend, in the know, snuggled beneath a jacket next to a guy from school in the backseat of a hatchback touching their lips together. Her best gay friend was back in Jtown. He let out a scream loud as a silly girl high on cocaine just before he collapsed between a curb and car parked in an alley between bars. He landed in a way that his friends feared had caused him to break his neck but they peeled him up and threw him into the passenger seat of a popular make anyway. They got the hell out of there fast to beat a path to the after hours gay bars on the other side of the bridge. The buff honor student was finding out from a girl he calls slut, she was prego.

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