just a decorated post about nookie.

all is right with the world. i have been having some of that "long-time-coming" nookie with my boyfriend.

that's not all that i have done with my weekend home, though.

friday night i also had free and found myself at the MHS v. WHS football game. ah, memories! i'm one of those graduates who can't get a life separate from being a former student. damnit. poor me. C.V. was there and he graduated about 35 2 years ago; i didn't feel so bad.

went to Wal-Mart [yeah, i'm a classy girl] blasting Kanye's "Stronger" and relieved them of some makeup. oh, and i bought some razors and a pair of booty-shorts for a dollar. woo! met some random pretty guy from Birmingham who wouldn't leave me alone:
i looked bad that night. i was at the self check out fumbling for change and he offers me some quarters! didn't he see my smeared makeup and stained jeans? i declined and he continued to flirt. he's had a lot of practice, i assume. one of his boys asked me what i was shaving for [the Rapture?] the pretty one is one of those pretty boys that i hate so much because they act like deities and gifts to women. maybe he isn't a jerk, but i acted extra uninterested so he could realize that it takes way much more than looks to get me acknowledge you--so, ha! screw pretty people, even if i look like a Barbie, myself. i've typed "pretty" in this paragraph, like 3 times.

today i woke up after noon and headed out to my boy's job. blah, blah, blah. he got off [of work] and headed back to his house after hanging with D.J. V. some nookie ensued, which was no big feat because i wasn't wearing any clothes *cough*Wal-Mart booty-shorts*cough* and i hate to admit that i'm not Wonder Woman, but i really can't work on top--not that anyone has complained--but today was an exception. i mean, i made larry talk dirty! the King of Prudes talked dirty to me. he was all like "work it" every time i stopped to breathe. yesss! he even semi-seriously asked who i had been practicing with. silly boy--my hand. i love him and his penis. i love deep dickings.

at home now with the sore vagina and goofy grin. feel very satisfied. not even hungry. so satiated that the sentences don't even need subjects. GodBlessYou and Amen.