It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
he called me back to his office so he could lick a line of pixie stick off of my thigh
be sure to add "office slut" to your resume
On a scale of one to everyone dying I say let's aim for a 7
i had to sit with a fan pointed directly to my vag for a good 10 minutes
I got a message from the hook up gods today that it's time to move on. It came in the form of me being shoved in a closet naked and stuck in there for 30 min well he watched boy meets world with his brother.
Sometimes i like to think we arent living together next year and that im living with models that like to experiment but you ruin that fantasy time and time again
I'm like an air traffic controller of women. It's a very similar job. Well spaced and gentle landings are good. When they meet, it's bad. Explosions bad. Dying screaming burning children bad.
Btw, if I didn't have 3 limbs in restraints and my free hand offing myself with the pocket rocket, I would have snap chatted you. Next time.
He literally just patted me on the vagina and said goodnight to it.
Just got up.... With the club stamp on my ass.... How did it got there????
I got a discount on the lube for giving the cashier focaccia bread from work.
Your heart isn't making stupid decisions... your penis is outsmarting your brain. Stop fucking her!
i keep smelling vagina and donuts, which pretty much sumarises this morning. happy birthday.
Saw my doctor at the bar. He bought me a drink. I think he was looking up my medical record on his phone because he suddenly had to go. syphilis continues to fuck with my life
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