11-10-2012, 08:21 PM
Name: Damon Clive
Age: 22
How far along: Not pregnant
I walked the streets with my hands in my trench coat pockets. It was getting slightly chilly now and it was just going to get colder with winter coming soon. He pulled out his cell phone and looked at the time. So far he was ahead of schedual to be getting to his meeting he had to stop by anywhere he wanted now. He noticed a couple of men sitting over at the bench across the street. One of them was quiet pregnant. It had been awhile since he saw a man that big. The other one beside him look pretty cute to him. Then he started wondering what his story can be.
Age: 22
How far along: Not pregnant
I walked the streets with my hands in my trench coat pockets. It was getting slightly chilly now and it was just going to get colder with winter coming soon. He pulled out his cell phone and looked at the time. So far he was ahead of schedual to be getting to his meeting he had to stop by anywhere he wanted now. He noticed a couple of men sitting over at the bench across the street. One of them was quiet pregnant. It had been awhile since he saw a man that big. The other one beside him look pretty cute to him. Then he started wondering what his story can be.
Granting a Life.