"Tanya my daughter where is gender drink?" Anya shouted from the kitchen in her signature thick Russian accent.
"I gave it to Dan already mom!" Tanya called back.
"You have drank yes?" Anya asked Dan who was still looking at the small black bottle on the counter.
Dan offered a hesitant smile as he had definitely not and considered looking into the opaque bottle out of curiosity.
"Drink now and no peek! I watch you swallow!" Anya said.
"Does it really matter if I know or not? I mean I won't get
Widowed at the baby shower
By: ryanshowseason3
Favorited: 3 years ago
Gwwrrmmm.
The jogger looked down at her flat stomach, frowning as it begun to cry out for food. She had just eaten breakfast an hour before she started her run… but she was already starving. Maybe… isn’t there usually a hot dog stand down this way? She didn’t want to stop her run, but that could be quick enough to eat on the go!
Her stomach let out a defiant growl.
…But,
Jogger's Diet
By: Vorgas
Favorited: 3 years ago
“Happy anniversary,” Jackson toasted, clinking his glass against Lori’s.“Happy anniversary,” his wife agreed with a chuckle.“Damn, three years,” Jackson mused after a long drink. “Doesn’t seem right. I still remember the first time I saw you.”“I know,” Lori sighed. “Being here again, it seems like just the other day.”“You were sitting at the bar,” Jackson continued, pointing. “In that chair, next to Gina. Good lord, you were so hot. I could not keep my eyes off
In the Belly of Hell
By: tummyterrors
Favorited: 3 years ago
