I don't think your that much of a whore. your like a whore-let. a mini whore.
i know, but like... i wanna be a CLASSY i'm-stealing-your-date kind of slutty...
The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.
It wasn't until that morning that I realized I wasn't actually dreaming, finding myself in the bathtub with someone laying on me
He asked for a foot job. Whatever. I guess I'm swimming in new slut waters tonight.
I've got my wine, though it wasnt very good so I threw a sour patch kid in it
He would have to make magical things happen in my nether regions to actually make me vote republican.
I think it's awesome that you're getting shower sex advice from a Mormon.
I'm unsure as to how you were able to snapchat me with your hands duck taped to beer, but I appreciated it nonetheless.
Are you still feeling it? I'm in the bathtub. The water doesn't work but it's okay because I'm wearing pants.
also, sleeping with your chipotle guy sounds like a good idea until you want chipotle on your day off and have to look somewhat presentable to acquire said chipotle.
Well the other day she asked me how often I jerk off. So I guess things are getting semi-serious
Oh lord. I have no recollection. I just got up. Surveying the damage. Found phone with messages out by pool. Still have not located my top or determined when i stopped wearing it
also, i'm not sure if i'm proud to say this but our regional manager's hot fiance was grinding on me at the reception while he stood and watched.
i suppose that explains why he told me he plans on promoting you this Friday.
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