so its thursday, which means its time to resume communication with you
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
and do you remember when you were dressing me if i had money in my bra?
He managed to scream "cowabunga bitch" before he went down on me. Let me know if you still like him.
Most likely. calling 911 isnt usually something i do the first time i hang out w. someone, but hey. its a good story now.
He dodged my hug and greeted me with a fist bump. I slept with him the night before. The only thing worse would have been a greeting by chest bump.
I bet it kind of sucks while you do community service I'm getting blown in the shower. haha
These are your "grown up" slampiece's new hours of operation; please plan accordingly
We laughed. We cried. We came everywhere.
I think we r still a few steps from ex sex. In fact, that's never going to happen. I'm just saying on the seething-chemical-fire-of-emotional-distress-to-post -relationship-intercourse scale, I'm closer to fucking than throttling. Progress is fun.
He offered me a trade. He'll come sober to my parents 25th anniversary dinner if I let him tie me up for an hour.
Update. bondage is a lot harder than it looks.
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
I was giving him a blowjob but we had to stop because he started crying when his cat walked in and started staring at us
I kicked down a wall in rage and found a door behind the drywall. Once again vandalism solves all my problems.
Remember how I was complaining about how no guy has ever gotten me off?
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