I sent you an email today but due to work restrictions, I had to misspell choke sex
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
Is it weird that I want to have sex wearing my glasses and lab coat while having an actual scientific discussion?
That super awesome moment when the guy who threw up in your bed last night crawls into your roommate's bed the next morning...Naked...She was in it.
Hey, I'm making progress. I haven't thrown up in a bar while wearing a sweater vest in almost two months.
I woke up with $140 in twenties in my bra and have never been more puzzled.
We compared her boobs to bacon. I'm probably going to have to justify that.
Take your time. I'm mowing the lawn. In the dark. Drunk.
No, and she still hasn't answered me...I get a whole series of text messages about Guatemalan anal bleaching but no fucking answer to my question.
And then the night went full on bisexual.
We had sex on his sofa while his friend cheered and threw bugles at us
I don't WANT a sex disease! Especially one assigned to me by my supervisor..
I saw a penis covered in glitter tonight.
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