"Can someone please put Jesus on a leash ..."
Who knows, I can see myself with him. I better go though, it was barely light outside, really early in the morning, I shimmied out from under Justin and he just turned over.
I got dressed as quietly as I could and headed for the door. I noticed I had received a text from Ryan.
"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Great, he probably thinks I'm dead somewhere. Would I tell him about Ssing sleepover with Justin...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑