Professor P's Stories

Call me Mike, first name ko. Moreno, 5'10" ang hieght, endomorph body type (wala masyadong muscle pero hindi ako payat) at undeniably handsome as describe by one of my ex's. 

Ako pala si Vinoy, 24, 5’7”,Taga Mindanao ako, Kayumangi ang kulay ko , matangos ang ilong, makapal yung kilay,killer smile sabi pa nila yun nga lang kulang sa height tsk!. Maganda hubog ng katawan ko dahil narin siguro sa trabaho, bakbakan kasi sa Barko. 

I am seated in 34A, the window seat, in the tourist section of a 747, calmly reading a People Magazine. True. I am in slight discomfort, but I can bear it for another few hours until I arrive in New York and deliver my forbidden cargo to my girlfriend Florinda's brother, Jose. I am sitting here calmly reading People Magazine with over a pound of powdered cocaine, tightly wrapped in latex condums stuffed up my ass. I am a drug mule. This is my third trip and I have grown to like the easy money that my transport service provides. I get thousands for each trip. Thousands. Just for stuffing something up my ass and getting on a plane. Easy money. So easy. Of course, it wasn't always easy. It wasn't easy the first time. I didn't think I'd be able to do it, but I persevered and overcame my colonic protestations, and now I am a professional. I had embarked on this enterprise because of Florinda. I was totally enamored with Florinda. Her long dark hair, her flashing dark eye...