The Neighborhood Chapter Three: I Can't Dance and that's a Good Thing
Naked traffic stop caught on dash cam. Mixup in the bedroom. Play the cards you got.The weekend after Lucy’s first visit Josh and I went downtown hoo-hah hunting. Dance clubs were not my thing, and bars weren’t Josh’s. We probably should have sorted that shit out before we left the house. My elderly two-door Ford Focus was just not going to cut it. Neither of us was a gymnast, and nobody else could possibly fuck in the back seat. We took Josh’s slightly less geriatric Ford Fusion. It had four doors, at l...