Tapiola and the Big-Tittied Girlfriend

Junior high is truly a bizarre period of adolescent life, especially when it comes to all the crazy shit your body throws your way as you mature. When I was entering my teens, I was shaped somewhat like an overstuffed sausage, sporting rabbit teeth that I had not yet grown into, and the need to constantly have badly permed … Continue reading Tapiola and the Big-Tittied Girlfriend



Her eyes twinkled as she squinted a smile my way, her grin calling attention to both her high cheek bones and the dimple in her chin. "I'm Lindy Drouin. Lindy Darlene if I'm in trouble. And I'm always in trouble!" she laughed and slapped my arm, "though never for the shit I should be."