WingLAD

WingLAD

So one Friday, myself and one of the LADs decided to smash it. We downed a bottle of rum and a few brews at his place and went on a bit of a bar crawl. We met a couple of slightly older ladies at the last bar, who invited us to join them for afters at their place. Now, the one I was talking to was an easy 7/10, great body. Her friend however was a bit of a Jabba-the-Hutt-alike. My mate, being the WingLAD that he is, had no problems smashing her while I took her much hotter friend on the couch. Now I ask, is that not what a WingLAD is for? The only problem now is, I owe him one, but should the situation arise, I'll do my WingLAD duty with no complaints.

TALE 27th Aug 2012
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