Lil Lennie 01 - Sex Stories

Lil Lennie 01

... lime wedges, I mean, a $50 should do it, so?"

Well, afternoon drinking in the club has always been expensive, so?

"And by the way, Lil Lennie, even though nobody else ever would refer to the Rickety Rail Tavern as a club, I like tippers like you, so, you can come back, tee he, to the club anytime, sweetie. Also, since you placed your phone down, everyone else's phone started blowing up with trending notifications, so, um, you might want to high tail it out of here before the scarecrow girlfriend experience becomes exactly the same as a, um, well, Lil Lennie, maybe you should leave quick!"

[Hay Ride Girlfriend! Hay Ride Girlfriend! Hay Ride Girlfriend!]

Well, guys who have a few drinks after a shift chant stuff all the time, so.

"Oh, but before you leave the club, Lil Lennie, I mean, our other bar back, Jacob, you know, the only other male employee left in the Rickety Rail Tavern club that you haven't mixed it up with yet, I mean, I texted him to draw his attention to our trending post about being the queer queen of the scarecrow girlfriend experience and he texted me back going all "waah, waah, waah" and stuff because he claims rightful ownership of said scarecrow girlfriend experience, so, there seems to be a history there too anyways, so?"

"Excuse me, Samantha? I do not have a history with that guy, Jacob Jacobson! Well, it was his family's farm hay ride that I was on when things got out of control with that guy, Gill and all and maybe I asked for ...

... Jacob's assistance the next day to figure out what field Stuffed Steven was hanging in and I may have thrown a hissy fit when he insisted on personally showing me and all and I may have wasted that hissy fit since all I had was a small flashlight with me, but that's almost all that happened!"

Huh, all that pretty much adds up to a small chapter of history then, I guess.

"Hm-mm. A field, a flashlight, a full moon, a real scarecrow and your English class crush, hm-mm!"

Oh, I mean, most certainly I mentioned somewhere above that my scarecrow girlfriend experience was only half of a rumor and I most certainly must have mentioned already that I'm a tad bit experienced, especially in the corn field, right? Tee he. "Well, I may or may not have texted Jacob, oops, that guy, Jacob back and told him that you're wearing painted on yoga jeans and all jacked up on a Cuba Libre minus the rum, so..."

[The rickety front doors of the Rickety Rail Tavern club fling open!]

"I'm here, I'm here and I'm pissed off at all of you for not scheduling me today for a bar back shift! But since I'm not working today, tee he, hey there, hey, Lil Lennie, I have a flashlight in my truck and Steven the stuffed scarecrow needs restuffing and there's another full moon tonight, so?"

Well, I mean, that guy, Jacob and I had did have a rumored back story and as I remember it, that guy, Jacob followed all the proper sequential steps of seduction where it goes embrace, hug, kiss a little bit, grope this, ...