I just jerked off and used a stopwatch to track my results. Pretty depressing on multiple fronts.
my phone calendar just alerted me that it's "weed time" in 15 minutes. do not remember setting that alert last night...
We lit firecrackers from NYE in the fireplace and he was so passed out that he slept through it.
The TA leading my study session just said "now get outta here. I need to get drunk before class"
I cannot tell if the couch is cold or I spilled beer. THAT kind of night.
I call it a party but only because that sounds better than 8 people getting drunk around a pool.
Also, in the middle of me riding him, he said "I want you to dance on my dick" like I was supposed to know what that means
When one of my seniors asked "Rough night?" I realized my poor decisions involving Tuesday night drinking did not go unnoticed.
I found my limit. I will not, in fact, blow my 78 year old professor for an A in his class.
we fucked in the backseat of my car at the observatory, right under the stars. it was a starry, orgasmic filled night
The cup holder in my recliner holds a whole bottle of wine. That's definitely a sign.
How high were you when you left that message, cause you made honest-to-God, credible seal noises.
Fortunatly we found him, he was on my roof. Unfortunatly, we can't say the same for his pants. Still looking. BRB.
I was actually kind of excited. I mean, how many people can say they've been question by the CIA?
We were too tired to finish having sex so we just stopped to eat the cheesecake and passed out. I didn't mind
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