I turned my back on it and was even more shocked at what I saw.
"It's me, ah!" I ejaculated and looked around.
It will only get because my dress in the photo is exactly what I am wearing right now.
"W-Who are you?" Shaking my hands I squeezed the polaroid. "Fuck..."
"I'm not happy anymore!"
I hesitantly picked up the phone.
"Surprised?" I was not on my own when I entered. I still can't forget what happened last night. Someone sent me a polaroid photo. My Superman is no longer funny. He's creepy.
As usual, many are still looking at me. Because I'm famous. But something has been added this time. I have a bad finger. Naks naman! My bashers have evolved. What's next?
When I stepped into the gym to take the shortcut to the room, I was shocked. There is a very large poster because it say
