I was at home today when my girlfriend rung up in a very sorry state, asking if I could go and see her.
I did, and when I met her at her place, she was in floods of tears.
Her parents had been round earlier that day to break the harsh news that she had been adopted.
I tried to comfort her, but that wasn’t really working. Just more and more tears.
However after a bit of time, she asked me to kiss her.
That led to making love to her, which led to…Oh great, more tears.
Apparently ваnging her up the аss whilst shouting “Who’s ya Daddy!” wasn’t the best way to make her feel better.