Motorboating on a tuesday night. not too shabby....
So all semester this guy and girl have been talking, and today is the last class and we are doing nothing. I would have skipped but I want to see if he seals the deal or pusses out. It's like a season finale.
Well he paid for dinner, so I paid for the Plan B, but the parking ticket I got is totally his responsibility.
he came over wasted, used the bathroom, drank some water, and fell asleep holding my hand. what kind of a fuck buddy does that??
My life has become a never ending game of 'illegal or just frowned upon?'
the ceiling is raining jello shotss
I woke up naked in his kitchen...His name is Mike and we're having a "what happened last night" beer.
I rigged together two of my vibrators for more power... I've created a monster.
I just told him he had gained a new brother. He immediately knew I meant the eskimo kind.
There was a trampoline and tequila. It was glorious.
I'm not allowed to have sex with him again. My vagina joined in on the protest. There was a petition. All my body parts signed it.
But I'm currently thinking of all my bad decision making last night and giving myself a time out.
He had to put his grandma's photo away before I tied him to the bed. She doesn't need to see any of that.
The man who almost made us Eskimo sisters is getting married. Of course I'll be your date. We need to toast the end of his sex life!
Sunday morning breakfast with the boyfriends family. I just puked in the stall at Cracker Barrell. Classy.
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