Turns out "bordello" doesn't mean what I thought it did.
Afterwards she curled up in my dog's bed and slept there all night
How mad was your dog?
We have sex, then he cooks. It's like a fantasy.
Going to get tested monday. You're coming with. Bonding time, slut style.
Sex should be hot, sweaty, messy, and a little painful. At no point should it involve tiny rocks
If you're missing hair this morning, i'm sorry in advance
I feel like after all he sees, the dog needs to get baptized.
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
And then we made magical love in his room under a blacklight as his roommate and girlfriend argued violently in the living room
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
I actually haven't slept with anyone in a while. I think my whore phase is just seasonal.
I never thought it would be so hard to find a power hour partner at 2 on a Wednesday
For the record you're an amazing lay and you have great taste in breakfast sandwiches
I'd call the fact I ended up in my own bed a huge success
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