After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
Note to self: soco dudes get amusinly uncomfotable when I moan at the urinal.
grilled cheese. we just shotgunned grilled cheese.
Who would have guessed that on my moms birthday she'd have sex with the door open. :(
Ps if we're still living vicariously through each other, you had sex on a beach last night
I don't know what to be prouder of: the fact that last night i was able to successfully find my way home from evanston with 3-d glasses on, or that i was able to make my way around my house in the dark with my pants around my ankles
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
God I feel like the rain man of hangovers.
All you need to do now is invest in a Speedo and start going door to door.
Like a gentleman I waited until you were done vomming to start my Big Mac.
I just want a simple guy who likes cats, tattoos, and doing coke off my tits.
Last night was great... In the "I got videotaped making out and getting a handjob on the couch in front of 100 people." kinda way.
I’m pretty sure I have teeth marks on my neck
MY GUT IS TELLING ME YES AND SO IS MY VAGINA
Slept in and having coffee. No sounds of whipping and no veiny dildos next to me. This is good. How's your mornin?
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