Ashley and the unbangable dorm girls completely dropped off my radar. The whole computer-and-teenager thing was way, way out of my league. No matter how much trouble he was in, it was worth it finally to laugh right in one of their faces. Ashley had a tight bum, curvy hips and not the fat kind of curvy — the good kinda taut midriff and perky but small boobs bordering on a B cup. And Rosie was having trouble pressing his erection back into his jeans.
I'm pretty sure she doesn't know him that well.
I Can't Get that Penis Out of My Mind
And as I look back on it, she became worse the more she ate. By November she had thoroughly passed herself around the guys she was willing to bang in our dorm. Here's how I know about the penis: No one, not even Rosie when he arrived, could explain why Rosie was called Rosie. But now, when I see the penis picture, I think, Did she not mean it about ewwwww and disgusting? Her hair, once long and beautiful, had been cut down and shaved on one side for a short version of the Skrillex cut. If a telemarketer had called me and said, "Hello, how are you today, we're selling features for your computer that will enable your child to be in touch at all times with every teenager in New York City-- in every developed nation, in fact--all of whom can contact her at any time.