My lesbian dreams have been increasing as we close in on Christmas. Is this a coincidence? Holidays and boxes? I want a box for Christmas?
I have entered the working world. The land of clothes and regular showers. Who will pet my cats all day? Babysitters and school bus schedules. This world does not seem appealing...
Chopped off my hair. Last consult to lose the teets is this month too. Lose the hair, lose the tits...gain work clothes? The frig?
Girth is on the fast track to 30. He will be 29 this week. Just the thought of that is aging me...what am I going to do with his old balls?! Pin them up for him, I suppose.
Wasn't I just pregnant? Where did this staggering, mouthy toddler come from?!
My big kid called me "mom", the other day. Completely unfucking acceptable.
Just realized my "new world" contains Happy Hour. Maybe I will like it here.
My ass looks like someone smashed it between two bricks. Begging for a squat or 600. Challenge will commence...will not be posting ass photos this time. Sorry.
I am at pre-pregnancy weight. Things have shifted though.
I am lusting after James Spader so hard that it is shameful. Just the mention of his name and my hand flys to my zipper.
Monster Trucks balls have gotten so big that if you pet him from ears to the tip of his tail, you graze them. I think he grew them that big on purpose.
Girth and I finally had a night out. I did a pyramid in a tight dress...backed it up to a fence for a safety precaution (ie, my beating later), checked out photos the next day. Saw a woman standing in the back. Pretty sure she was sneak peeking my hamburger.
I think we are all caught up now.
I have entered the working world. The land of clothes and regular showers. Who will pet my cats all day? Babysitters and school bus schedules. This world does not seem appealing...
Chopped off my hair. Last consult to lose the teets is this month too. Lose the hair, lose the tits...gain work clothes? The frig?
Girth is on the fast track to 30. He will be 29 this week. Just the thought of that is aging me...what am I going to do with his old balls?! Pin them up for him, I suppose.
Wasn't I just pregnant? Where did this staggering, mouthy toddler come from?!
My big kid called me "mom", the other day. Completely unfucking acceptable.
Just realized my "new world" contains Happy Hour. Maybe I will like it here.
My ass looks like someone smashed it between two bricks. Begging for a squat or 600. Challenge will commence...will not be posting ass photos this time. Sorry.
I am at pre-pregnancy weight. Things have shifted though.
I am lusting after James Spader so hard that it is shameful. Just the mention of his name and my hand flys to my zipper.
Monster Trucks balls have gotten so big that if you pet him from ears to the tip of his tail, you graze them. I think he grew them that big on purpose.
Girth and I finally had a night out. I did a pyramid in a tight dress...backed it up to a fence for a safety precaution (ie, my beating later), checked out photos the next day. Saw a woman standing in the back. Pretty sure she was sneak peeking my hamburger.
I think we are all caught up now.
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