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About Wroclaw

Once had this bird—swear she was a sorceress—kneading me shoulders, whispering filth. Thought I’d died and hit the jackpot. But then—ugh—this one time, bloke stank of garlic, hands like sandpaper. Made me wanna puke, angry as a dragon with a splinter. Nearly leapt off the table screaming, “I am not an animal!” Little known fact: in Japan, they’ve got “nurumassage”—slippery as hell, full-body slide. Sounds bonkers, don’t it? Reckon I’d try it, though—dwarf’s gotta live a little.

Weitere Ergebnisse

Back at the office, things go downhill fast. My coworker, Kasia, spills coffee all over my reports. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” She’s apologizing like crazy, but I’m just staring at the mess. I mean, who even drinks that much coffee? I can’t even be mad, though. She’s too cute when she panics.

The Lopez Affair