For the past 3 months Morrison had struggled to put Shannon on the back burner of his mind - it was all he could hope to do to prevent his boner from poking another hole his air mattress.
Regardless, it wasn’t until much later, as Morrison was smoking a cigarette while scrubbing the shit stains out of his tighty whites in the kitchen sink, that he dropped to his knees and screamed to high heaven, "Will someone please fuck me and break this vicious jerk-cycle!"
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