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May. 30th, 2006 03:01 pmBruises! Dude, I have bruises and I'm stiff. There's nothing like a three day weekend that leaves you with evidence of debauchery. I'm surprised my nipples are still in tact, considering homeboy's propensity for biting. For anyone I've ever bitten, I apologize. I have learned the error of my ways. I can't say the same for pinching, but definitely no more biting.
It was Sin's birthday this weekend and we got into trouble as usual, remember last year and Las Vegas? This time we headed down to Pacific Beach with ZuZuQ and spent the night with The Crazy Jamaican at Typhoon Saloon. Yes, that was me in the mini-skirt and Gwen Stefani hair. Sin was sleek in silver and an itty bitty skirt. It was more of a belt really.
She managed to snag a stalker before the night was even half way over. He wanted to Make Love to her and have Babies, and everything. We managed to hold him off, mostly. He bought her an awful lot of beer, tho'. Sin's mind, however, was firmly preoccupied with some cutie honey (henceforth referred to as The Diver) that she peeped earlier in the night. I hung out with his friend (henceforth referred to as The Snowboarder) while The Diver was MIA, much to Sin's distress. But I was good, ya'll. I made an anti-boy vow and stuck to it.
Unfortunately, my girl is like a blood hound and she homed in on her honey on the way out the door. We're talking last call has come and gone, the light's are on and all of those ten's you thought you were talking to were revealed to be two's. The car key's were in my hand, I was the designated driver, and I was all prepared to wave good-bye to the honey I'd been dancing with. Of course, Sin being the birthday girl and my will power being what it is, after she picked up her man and proceeded to salsa dance on the sidewalk, I let her have her way and off we went with the knuckleheads for a night chock full of naughty badness. Sin got nervous and I had to tuck her into bed myself just to get some alone time on the couch with The Snowboarder.
But whatever dude, it wasn't quite as porntastic as it might have been. It was mostly a hard R on the way to NC-17, but I have bruises to show for it and so does Sin. Damn! I gotta stop hanging with that gal. My anti-boy vow was working SO WELL all the way up until we hit the apartment and then it got shot all to hell. Thanks, chica!
... at least she got birthday sex.
It was Sin's birthday this weekend and we got into trouble as usual, remember last year and Las Vegas? This time we headed down to Pacific Beach with ZuZuQ and spent the night with The Crazy Jamaican at Typhoon Saloon. Yes, that was me in the mini-skirt and Gwen Stefani hair. Sin was sleek in silver and an itty bitty skirt. It was more of a belt really.
She managed to snag a stalker before the night was even half way over. He wanted to Make Love to her and have Babies, and everything. We managed to hold him off, mostly. He bought her an awful lot of beer, tho'. Sin's mind, however, was firmly preoccupied with some cutie honey (henceforth referred to as The Diver) that she peeped earlier in the night. I hung out with his friend (henceforth referred to as The Snowboarder) while The Diver was MIA, much to Sin's distress. But I was good, ya'll. I made an anti-boy vow and stuck to it.
Unfortunately, my girl is like a blood hound and she homed in on her honey on the way out the door. We're talking last call has come and gone, the light's are on and all of those ten's you thought you were talking to were revealed to be two's. The car key's were in my hand, I was the designated driver, and I was all prepared to wave good-bye to the honey I'd been dancing with. Of course, Sin being the birthday girl and my will power being what it is, after she picked up her man and proceeded to salsa dance on the sidewalk, I let her have her way and off we went with the knuckleheads for a night chock full of naughty badness. Sin got nervous and I had to tuck her into bed myself just to get some alone time on the couch with The Snowboarder.
But whatever dude, it wasn't quite as porntastic as it might have been. It was mostly a hard R on the way to NC-17, but I have bruises to show for it and so does Sin. Damn! I gotta stop hanging with that gal. My anti-boy vow was working SO WELL all the way up until we hit the apartment and then it got shot all to hell. Thanks, chica!
... at least she got birthday sex.
