So we were sitting in his back seat and he asked me if I practiced giving head. I mean really, who asks that?
I'm eating lunch next to a table of beautiful culturally-diverse women chattering away happily. It's like sitting next to a Yaz commercial.
Sundays have taken on a whole new meaning when I'm not in bed with an excruciating hangover.
I told her we could be friends and she said the last time i told her that we had sex behind a bar at 4am
Where was your thought process?
Drowning in my hangover.
The sign say "Kereoke" strip bar. 5 more beers and ill be ready to rumble.
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
Sleeping with random people is the same as soul searching, right? Ps that wasn't a team name suggestion.
I WANT TO. I JUST IMAGINE HIS BEAUTIFUL BLONDE HEAD INBETWEEN MY LEGS AND I BREAK DOWN AND START CRYING.
Would it be totally inappropriate to have his frat and our sorority Teebowing our exit from the abortion clinic?
I just dropped a paperclip into my cleavage while talking to the company president... That's an awkward moment.
Did you at least offer to let him get it out??
Lol what? Monday night impromptu acid drop was the alternative.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
It's getting harder and harder to fake orgasms as I get older.
Where the fuck are you? I just got punched in the nose by a tourist
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