I met the nicest Tranny last night. He/She loves Cheetos.
I attract so much trash. The guy that is engaged and kissed me is here so is his fiancé. I feel likeshw knows and will cut me in the bathroom might happen. If I'm not at the pool tomorrow she has blonde hair and is really flat.
I told her I had to go to work this morning, got fully dressed in a suit, walked her out, drove around the block, parked, and walked right back in my apt and went back to sleep..
he is literally lying on the floor eating cookies. doing nothing. and as i was hitting him he needed to protect the cookies more than himself.
Question: does the slut gene come from the mother or the father? im trying to figure out who to blame.
What did he say? I couldn't hear him over the sound of how awesome his beard is.
He could smell the liquor on my breath. Fuck. I thought he would smell French toast.
Thats why you dont have a "jubilant gunfire celebration"
I could see myself being this awkward weirdo drunk girl that patted strangers and danced terribly but was powerless to stop it
I think the sex rug burn on my back is infected, can you check it out when you get home?
After we had sex he began to tell me the craziest places he's had sex. He told me KFC bathroom so I rolled over and went to sleep.
he was really really nice, and I did coke off of his dong that night too
Just packed vodka and spare underwear into my purse- totally set for watching the hockey with him tonight
He burst in the bathroom while I was peeing to hand me my beer I was looking for earlier tht night. And my pants were already down so I thought why not
you missed a good time last night.
you texted me at 10 telling me to come fuck you, that says enough.
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