Some days I hate my job.
My cousin is going to find you and kill you regardless of what you get me in to. Having sex with me basically puts a target on your head.Â
It figures I would bring the rage of the entire Italian mafia down on me cause I wanted to get off. Well sine I am basically number on on a hit list I guess we better make the most of it and just never stop having sex.I’m talking all day, all night. I’ll jut hide you in my jeans so you can be down there while I work and everything.This is solely for my benefit since when I’m killed I’m sure you’re gonna take my job and start blowing TJ Hawthorne or something. You unfaithful little shit.









