Trevino Brings Plenty: Music

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• MP3 play whole song, lo-fi (modem)

Angela was a red headed single mother. She was my
girlfriend then ex-girlfriend. Vicki was a Mexican single
mother, a fair-weathered friend mostly. Well, I learned to
keep her that way.

After Angela and I split, Vicki and Angela got together. I
imagined them when their children were asleep, the two girls
talking over wine, then in bed, rolling over each other, licking
each others parts, sweating and moaning, brown skin and
white freckled skin, dark hair and red hair, entangling each
other or some nights, when they needed a cock, an idiot
skater kid would join in.

All my ex-girlfriends were bisexual. I thought I wouldn't have
any concerns about my male friends, let alone the female
ones, fucking my girlfriend.

Well, you got to choose very carefully your friends just like
you have to choose with precision your lovers, especially if
you are in love with them.

A year later I got back together with Angela. It ended again
two months later. I'm neither friend nor stranger to Angela
and Vicki or their kids, but some nights I let my cigarette
burn to my fingers to feel what it's like when a friend fucks
my girlfriend.