Sleepwalking my way through life: Who we talkin' about?!



Who we talkin' about?!

I have some company here tonight, it's a Saturday evening and sitting here beside me is my beloved wife.

So as a change, I am going to hand over my precious lapdancer to the one I love so...

Brace yourselves.



Hmm...it's just no fun when I cant abuse this power, I would think of lots of things to type up if I thought I was going to annoy him by doing it...having permission kills the buzz. Also I cant tell u any of his dirty little secrets....don't look at me that way, its not my fault, I like the sex too much to have him fall out with me :P

As such you're going to have to accept a recap of my/his day as they are basically one in the same. Indeed Joe's day was brilliant as I was in it, I came to e.k to see him, which is far better than walking about glasgow as it comes with the added advantage of a sofa and free shelter from the rain. And the sex too...ha ha ha! Ok I promise I'll stop freaking you all out now.

Joe's telling me to describe myself...i'm rather offended by the comparison of me to a 'faceless character.' For those of you that don't know I am Joe's girlfriend, My name is Marie (not Mare as was the dedication on my valentine's day card from the boy) I am at Glasgow uni doing English Literature and Philosophy. And I have Joe completely whipped. I want to watch 'A Close Shave' now so I'll let Joe take over...sorry this was dreadfully boring but what can I say...i'm nervous, and all this touching the lapdancer has me feeling oddly sick and perverted...must dash.
Marie xxx


I didn't MEAN to write Mare... I just missed out the I by mistake.
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