He keeps saying he loves me and ruining perfectly good conversations.
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 would ask why there is a chair tied to the door of the fridge.. but I am not sure anyone knows the answer.
it wasnt a pity fuck per say. i wasnt attracted to her, but still thought 'that looks like a fun ride'
The best part about living in a college town is the annual rush of senior girls who want to get in their lesbian experiment before they graduate.
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
My father is flirting with a transexual server at hamburger mary's. We can never tell him.
He sat on me and said I owed him $10, when I asked why he just said "lap dance"
I mean I could but due to my age and being a mother and all I feel it's poor judgment to give fellatio in a public establishment.
6 more days and it'll be a year since i slept with him and never went home
And to be fair, I think we all suspect that forbidden sex with an outlaw biker might be worth it.
u better not lose ur virginity to a sugar daddy who doesn’t post a pic of himself to tinder
im having flashbacks to my time in a waffle cult composed of 9 to 14 year olds
My hairdresser won’t do keratin treatments because of the toxins, but will put ecstasy up her butt at festivals...
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