Dear Thom-Ass,

Face it Tom, you just gotta love your name! A little payback for introducing me to that new girl, Linda last year. Charming move, my boy. I remember it well, I’m reaching out my hand and my very best bud, Sir Thom-Ass speaketh so,

“Linda, you’ve undoubtedly heard of Little John of Robin Hood fame. I’d like to introduce you to Little Dick.”

Would have been a smooth move, if you hadn’t started laughing so hard that snot starting run out of your nose. Man, I just never forget that look of disgust on her face as she walked. Of course, I’ll also never forget that cute butt in the tight jeans strutting away from us. An ass to die for, I tell you.

Here I am in hot and humid North Carolina. I won’t be going to college until next year. Planning to apply to State, UNC and East Carolina. It’s cheaper if you’re a resident and I guess that takes a year.

Can’t believe you got to watch a couple screwing in the old cave. Shit, I remember we’d sometimes find used rubbers, but, man, to actually stumble across one being used. You’re a lucky son of a bitch, that’s all I can say. Sounds like the girl was hot! Man, I wish I’d been there to catch that action.
I did manage to luck out a bit on this side of the world.

Jeannie’s room in this house is several doors down. Man, I miss my old door. The good old days of spying on my sister are over. A glorious era hath come to an end, Sir Thom-Ass, but grieve thee not. A new era hath been born on the roof of my present domicile.

The air was sweet and warm. I escaped out my bedroom window and climbed a little up on the roof.