I don't know what part of vegas I'm in but its definately the wrong part
Yes, he made a MIX CD for our booty call...
there's no way I could forget finding someone else's hand in my pants
The bar tenders gave me the number for a "taxi"... It's just a dude with a van. In retrospect, pretty sketchy. Robert was cool though.
You've thrown off my entire schedule. Usually SATURDAYS are my "try to hide the jizz on my leggings" days
ever had one of those days where you say fuck it and lick the inside of a bag of chips
I AM AT THE LOUNGE WHERE THEY FILMED THE LAP DANCE IN SHOWGIRLS....IT IS AMAZING
I should come with a disclaimer that reads "bad at relationships and defensive when confronted about it"
or maybe "WARNING: picks fights when bored"
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
I'm just trying to find the strength to put my bra back on and come inside
I think I fell asleep on the dance floor at one point...but played it off cool and acted like I just did the robot.
Puked in the trash can. Took a bite of someone's breadstick and kept dancing and drinking
i woke up on someones kitchen floor, and i used the gps in my phone to find my way home. im really glad you forgot about me.
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
You can't hold me to anything I said last night; I was drunk on orgasms.
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