Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Strangers in the night.
I was online late last night. I just couldn't sleep....perhaps because I had a slight headache which turned into a whopper. Anyway, this crazy guy IM'd me and I can't always resist the urge to screw around with their minds for a bit. If they get nasty right away, I block them but if they are even slightly nice, I humor them for a little bit. He was so pathetic. Really he was. He was trying to work it. He wanted to know my wildest sexual experience....you know perverted stuff like that. I made up some nasty stuff and he was loving it. I really think he is a closet kink. I mean, I'm never going to met this freak, so why not sit back and enjoy his sick little mind. Is that so wrong?
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