Well its official I'm an idiot. I made out hardcore with an employee last night in our banquet room. Oh and got wasted at work. Oh and showed my staff squirrel on a trampoline.
She was that classic mixture between "Hell no" and "Why the fuck not."
We had sex after spending two hours in the drunk tank. It was really deep and meaningful
how do you say happy birthday to the guy that almost got you pregnant? i cant just write the same thing as last year.
It's official. The summoning powers of my vagina are unmatched by anything in this world.
He drives a BMW. I have to fuck him. Girl Code Rule #26.
At 4 am, making my walk of shame, the hotel security followed me to my car with his flashlight shined directly on me. I felt like either a criminal or like I was about to get raped. Can't a girl sneak out of a hotel room without an actual spotlight on her?!?!?!
I don't know but someone, somewhere gave someone a hand job and someone else was pissed about it...
I'm a wonderful, drunk angel of hydration and sometimes absinthe.
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
All I remember is folk music and a lot of drugs. I am never going "on an adventure" with you again
I'm going to assume that "the army of generous folk dancers" is no longer a goal you are willing to fulfill
Amazon is not showing any promising results for penis tree toppers and I am genuinely surprised. Clearly this is a market that needs to be addressed.
He just went to a job interview a sharpie moustache drawn on his face..
Apparently swingers are magnetically drawn to me?
That’s all I need in life: vibrators, butt plugs, strawberry lube, and sour gummies
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