Fresh out of the farm kind of Potato
It all started when you'd been going through posts on Instagram filled with lists all the things a perfect boyfriend would do. The Goddess plopped down in front of you and ran her hands through her dead limp hair. "Have you ever wondered if men have long lists of shit their girlfriends should do?" As usual, she didn't wait for you to reply and went on. "Then why the fuck do we?" You sighed and continued going through your feed, more than half of them consisting of beautiful women clad in barely-there pieces of clothing. Ugh, you wish you looked this good in lingerie. "I think you do." The Goddess winks at you. You ignore it. Her ways of making you uncomfortable were now getting old. Your mind, although, is on a completely different track and stirs up images of things that you remember stumbling upon on your brother's laptop. At that moment you'd been scarred for life and doors to a brand new world had opened up for you. ' ...