For the first time that I can remember, I am happy. I have been smiling for that last two days, and I like it. It is almost like a switch that has gone off in my head, and all of a sudden I go from being melancholy and depressed, to, well, happy.
So, last night, I had the apartment all to myself. I went to Uhaul, bought a couple of boxes, and decided that I was going to pack. I thought I would start with the stuff that I could live without and went to the closet. In the corner of my closet is a white chest with all the important things of my life. I haven't put anything in it in quite a while, nor have I looked in it. When I opened it, right on top, was a suction cup style dildo, still in the box. I remembered buying it for a gag gift for a friends bridal shower a couple of years ago. No surprise that an 18year old marrying "the love of her life" would crash and burn a week before the wedding. I put it in my chest and forgot about. Dildos have never been a huge deal for me. I do own others, and use them with other toys, but it is rare. I set the dildo aside, and went through all my old memories.
Well, it was about midnight before I decided to go to bed. On my way to bed, I decided to take a bath. My bathtub is super small, but so am I, and it helps me relax. I started to run the water (which takes forever by the way to fill), and went in to my bedroom to get my pajamas. Sitting on my bed was the suction cup dildo.
Stay tuned for my midnight adventure, I have to go to work.
Love ya
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Michelle continued.................nope, sorry.
I was going to add more to my post about Michelle, but my memory is still foggy. I never had amnesia or anything, but I am having some trouble putting together pieces of my life. The doctor said that because of concussion I had, it may be like this for a while. Don't worry, I have plenty of other experiences to tell you about, and those I can remember.
Okay, here is a poll question? How many of you have had an orgasm in a public place?
Here is my story of my first public orgasm. I won't tell you how old I was when this happened, but this happened 3 years ago. (You can do your own math.) My friend Carly and I were hanging out with her big sister Jennifer. We were at Walmart and was just goofing off by trying on ugly clothes. Actually it was Carly and I that were doing this, and Jennifer just huffed and puffed like it wasn't fun. Carly said that she was going to run up front and get some french fries from MickeyD's, and that I should find some more ugly clothes to put on. I still had another outfit to try on and was standing in just my underwear in front of Jennifer when she asked me if I shaved my pussy. I told her that I did, and she asked to see. I didn't think twice when I pulled down my panties and showed her. I saw that look in her eye, and pulled them back up. Then, to my surprise, asked if she could bang me. I knew she was a lesbian (well, I thought I did), and it blew me away that she would say something like that out loud. And, call me what you want, but I thought nothing of pulling my panties back down and telling her to go ahead.
There was a tiny little bench in the changing room and she had me sit down on that. She started kissing me right away, within seconds, her finger found it easy to work around my pussy. I came a lot quicker than I thought I would. And it was a damn good that she had her tongue stuck down my throat because the fat ladies sitting outside might have heard me.
A few minutes later, Carly came back with the french fries and found us put back together and over by the hats.
That was one of the first times I can remember thinking of myself as "sexual" and that I really, really, really liked it. Most of my experiences before this had been pleasurable, but I think they were only that way because I told myself that was what they should have been.
Later that night, after Carly and I had fallen asleep in front of the basement TV, Jennifer woke me up, just out of the shower, and asked if I wanted to go further with her. Jennifer was the first girl I think I actually "made love" with. Call it what you will, but it was passionate, erotic, fun and memorable.
I did a lot of soul searching when I was in the hospital, and I came to a conclusion that will change my life.........I am going to be a better person. Do more for the environment, save the polar bears, become a vegitarian, volunteer more, go to church, and be a better person.
Yeah, right. How about no. I love meat, think that Al Gore is a fucking liar, have put in to get a polar bear hunting license, and think that organized religion is a waste of time. If you don't like anything I said above, I don't fucking care. I am not a good person, I like sex, and I am going to do what makes me happy. I am done with feeling guilty for being a slut,and I am done thinking of myself as a slut because I like to have lots and lots of sex. I don't fucking care.
On a side note: I am moving out of this apartment at the end of March, and am taking my roommate with me. The guy who hit me back in January is the son of someone who is pretty close to being wealthy. Not so wealthy that he is a household name, but wealthy enough that he owns a couple of apartment complexes (among other things). A lot of friends told me that I needed to get a lawyer and sue his ass for everything. Even had a phone call from a "television" lawyer who had gotten my name from a "friend". But before I had made any decisions, the Dad came in with his lawyer and made me an offer I couldn't refuse. The first part of the deal was that I could live in any of his apartments, as long as I wanted, completely rent free. Everything for that apartment would be free. Besides fixing my truck, he would provide me with a "company" car that he would replace every two years, along with a gas card for that car, and all the insurance paid. Next, after he heard I was going to school, offered to pay off my school loans, and would pay my school tuition, books, etc. until I was done at school. Lastly, he would give me $5000.00 a month for the next 20 years, and pay for all "crash related" health bills for the rest of my life. This was all to keep me from suing his son and his company. The paperwork his lawyer gave me to sign was about a bazillion pages long and was scared that I was doing something stupid for signing it. A lady I work with has a next door neighbor that just got done adopting a kid, and the lawyer she used said he would look over the papers. He said they were all put together well, and that if I wanted to sign it, that I should. The lawyer valued the "payoff" at about 3 million, give or take. He said I was lucky to get what I could because even if I thought I could get more, by the time I paid a lawyer, etc. it wouldn't be worth it. So I signed. I have to give a 30 day notice at my apartment, so I will be leaving the end of March. I thought about not bringing my roommate with me, but she is a good roommate, so whatever.
I still have my job, but I am going to get my hours cut down a bunch. I just don't need to work all that much, but I am responsible and need something constructive to do with my time. A friend of mine's dad works as a financial planner at a credit union, and I am going to see him on Tuesday to make sure I'm not stupid with my money and get a saving's account of some kind going.
Well, life is good today. I am going to bed now. I am taking my laptop with me. I am going to "stumble" for a while, find a good porno to watch, and get myself off for the first time in almost three weeks. Yep, I am going to masturbate. Right after I am done here. My pussy is already wet and quivering. HA HA.
Love ya
Okay, here is a poll question? How many of you have had an orgasm in a public place?
Here is my story of my first public orgasm. I won't tell you how old I was when this happened, but this happened 3 years ago. (You can do your own math.) My friend Carly and I were hanging out with her big sister Jennifer. We were at Walmart and was just goofing off by trying on ugly clothes. Actually it was Carly and I that were doing this, and Jennifer just huffed and puffed like it wasn't fun. Carly said that she was going to run up front and get some french fries from MickeyD's, and that I should find some more ugly clothes to put on. I still had another outfit to try on and was standing in just my underwear in front of Jennifer when she asked me if I shaved my pussy. I told her that I did, and she asked to see. I didn't think twice when I pulled down my panties and showed her. I saw that look in her eye, and pulled them back up. Then, to my surprise, asked if she could bang me. I knew she was a lesbian (well, I thought I did), and it blew me away that she would say something like that out loud. And, call me what you want, but I thought nothing of pulling my panties back down and telling her to go ahead.
There was a tiny little bench in the changing room and she had me sit down on that. She started kissing me right away, within seconds, her finger found it easy to work around my pussy. I came a lot quicker than I thought I would. And it was a damn good that she had her tongue stuck down my throat because the fat ladies sitting outside might have heard me.
A few minutes later, Carly came back with the french fries and found us put back together and over by the hats.
That was one of the first times I can remember thinking of myself as "sexual" and that I really, really, really liked it. Most of my experiences before this had been pleasurable, but I think they were only that way because I told myself that was what they should have been.
Later that night, after Carly and I had fallen asleep in front of the basement TV, Jennifer woke me up, just out of the shower, and asked if I wanted to go further with her. Jennifer was the first girl I think I actually "made love" with. Call it what you will, but it was passionate, erotic, fun and memorable.
I did a lot of soul searching when I was in the hospital, and I came to a conclusion that will change my life.........I am going to be a better person. Do more for the environment, save the polar bears, become a vegitarian, volunteer more, go to church, and be a better person.
Yeah, right. How about no. I love meat, think that Al Gore is a fucking liar, have put in to get a polar bear hunting license, and think that organized religion is a waste of time. If you don't like anything I said above, I don't fucking care. I am not a good person, I like sex, and I am going to do what makes me happy. I am done with feeling guilty for being a slut,and I am done thinking of myself as a slut because I like to have lots and lots of sex. I don't fucking care.
On a side note: I am moving out of this apartment at the end of March, and am taking my roommate with me. The guy who hit me back in January is the son of someone who is pretty close to being wealthy. Not so wealthy that he is a household name, but wealthy enough that he owns a couple of apartment complexes (among other things). A lot of friends told me that I needed to get a lawyer and sue his ass for everything. Even had a phone call from a "television" lawyer who had gotten my name from a "friend". But before I had made any decisions, the Dad came in with his lawyer and made me an offer I couldn't refuse. The first part of the deal was that I could live in any of his apartments, as long as I wanted, completely rent free. Everything for that apartment would be free. Besides fixing my truck, he would provide me with a "company" car that he would replace every two years, along with a gas card for that car, and all the insurance paid. Next, after he heard I was going to school, offered to pay off my school loans, and would pay my school tuition, books, etc. until I was done at school. Lastly, he would give me $5000.00 a month for the next 20 years, and pay for all "crash related" health bills for the rest of my life. This was all to keep me from suing his son and his company. The paperwork his lawyer gave me to sign was about a bazillion pages long and was scared that I was doing something stupid for signing it. A lady I work with has a next door neighbor that just got done adopting a kid, and the lawyer she used said he would look over the papers. He said they were all put together well, and that if I wanted to sign it, that I should. The lawyer valued the "payoff" at about 3 million, give or take. He said I was lucky to get what I could because even if I thought I could get more, by the time I paid a lawyer, etc. it wouldn't be worth it. So I signed. I have to give a 30 day notice at my apartment, so I will be leaving the end of March. I thought about not bringing my roommate with me, but she is a good roommate, so whatever.
I still have my job, but I am going to get my hours cut down a bunch. I just don't need to work all that much, but I am responsible and need something constructive to do with my time. A friend of mine's dad works as a financial planner at a credit union, and I am going to see him on Tuesday to make sure I'm not stupid with my money and get a saving's account of some kind going.
Well, life is good today. I am going to bed now. I am taking my laptop with me. I am going to "stumble" for a while, find a good porno to watch, and get myself off for the first time in almost three weeks. Yep, I am going to masturbate. Right after I am done here. My pussy is already wet and quivering. HA HA.
Love ya
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Getting better.
Have had some complications. Won't go in to details, because that's not what your here for. Just know that it might be a few days (or longer) before I can continue my story.
Sorry.
Love ya
Sorry.
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