what happened last night??
everyone saw ******'s vagina
and that's just the beginning
He is drunk texting me begging me not to tell my mom. Pretty sure he is about to offer me sexual favors for keeping my mouth shut. I love being the boss's daughter.
May or may not have found my way onto a stripper bus. To Chicago.
How can it be called memorial day weekend....I don't even remember this weekend
I'm pretty sure there was a language barrier but he knew what "harder" meant.
No, this is non-alcoholic oatmeal.
After being his wingman last night, I've decided I will never talk about becoming a lesbian ever again. Picking up chicks is way too hard.
Hey, if I'm gonna bastard a child and ruin his life, I'm going balls out.
Everyone heard you having sex but I just told them you were having a nightmare.
Guess what I'm doing tonight? Tacos and strip chess.
As I read your response saying I need a tan before I can become a go-go dancer, a girl cane up to work and gave me 10 coupons for 100 days of tanning for a dollar.
This is fate. You were destined to be a stripper.
You very well can't change your mind now. It would upset the natural flow of life.
woke up and somehow me leather belt got torn in half. either we partied with the hulk or some chick just could not wait to see my dick. probably the former tho
I complemented his smile, he sends me a dick pic. Seriously?
My prof handed me back my essay on Lesbians in literature, gave me an A and then we had sex in her office. Told you she was gay.
I woke up with a jacket; in it passport, hockey tickets, sunglasses, credit card, bank transactions
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