Bored at work....again
Once upon a time, there was guy named frank, level 34 half demn. Yes, frank was a dungeons and dragons junkie. He could spend three days on one game alone. He and his buddies, quite obviously, didnt have much of a life outside school and d&d. That is until one fateful day when Franks mustache grew in.
It was the day of his 17th birthday, he looked in the mirror and there it was: the smallest patch of fuzz imaginable. Frank was ecstatic! Even more so when he got to school and girls were ACTUALLY talking to him in actual conversational format.
within the week, Frank totally scored a girlfriend. Sure she was average looking, but she had girl parts and didnt seem at all deterred by his hobby so it was all good!
after several weeks of handholding, chaste kisses and good conversation, Stephanie (his gf) let him upstairs into her room where she proceeded to let his hand slip under her shirt where frank felt real girl boob for the first time. Seconds later his heart gave out and he died of happiness.
It was the day of his 17th birthday, he looked in the mirror and there it was: the smallest patch of fuzz imaginable. Frank was ecstatic! Even more so when he got to school and girls were ACTUALLY talking to him in actual conversational format.
within the week, Frank totally scored a girlfriend. Sure she was average looking, but she had girl parts and didnt seem at all deterred by his hobby so it was all good!
after several weeks of handholding, chaste kisses and good conversation, Stephanie (his gf) let him upstairs into her room where she proceeded to let his hand slip under her shirt where frank felt real girl boob for the first time. Seconds later his heart gave out and he died of happiness.