Sweet dreams are made of these. I was going in for a marathon kiss with - Caroline - in all her model glory outfit and makeover. But the first thing I felt was what Margarette did to me; she teased my lips with her tongue. So I backed out a little in disbelieve and looked at her. It was like she tried it and it was not too bad.
So I went in for some more and she felt at ease doing it. Then I gave her the full tongue treatment. We created so much friction between out tongue that they could generate sparks.
I woke up with an erection that I didn't realize I had. Thanks, girls. It was not as frequent as I would like nowadays.
What happened in real life was that Caroline posted a model picture that supported that she is spider girl stylish. I didn't think of it much. I wasn't impressed because I know the truth; I don't need any supporting material. But then she got into my dreams.
So don't tell your clients, "where are you? I have other plans after". She is just so mean to me, always. But then I figured it out and didn't hold any grudge against her. I am so thinking of Chanel. I'm pretty sure she would be fond of our times together, for better or for worse. She wouldn't hate me but will remember that I constantly wanted her to make up to me what she did wrong. I should have been more positive.
And then this mystery woman I am thinking of. Someone must have tipped her off; she tried to follow me more than once on the photographer account I created to follow Caroline. I tried to switch her into my client account but she didn't give up on my photographer account. This woman is openly an escort promoting herself anonymously. She is the classic high-end escort type - young good looking fuller model body with pictures at expensive establishments. I could have tried her to solve the mystery if only I had spare cash. How high-end can it be? $750 for 30 minutes? Done that a lot of times without paying that much. Oh, and I think that price point is created so it doesn't stand out too much on your corporate account.
Caroline was supposed to be the last blast but it went on for seasons. Then Margarette came along for the rest of the year. I'm so out of cash. Chanel would automatically stay away if I don't call her for months. But she will call me eventually. Once she complained that I didn't tip her enough. Yes, I did tip her generously depending on my cash flow. Because I didn't pay her the grandfathered rate. She had to find some excuse to go out, making herself all pretty, and let gave me the first fuck of the day. I made it worth her trouble and she seemed happy, except for that one time. I think she offered me a hardship discount when she had cash problems too. But I didn't want to take advantage of her. If I didn't call her that often she knew to let me had my time off.
ps, fuck. Caroline posted that picture on our anniversary. She doesn't post that often, not that good anyway. Maybe she knows some voodoo too.
So I went in for some more and she felt at ease doing it. Then I gave her the full tongue treatment. We created so much friction between out tongue that they could generate sparks.
I woke up with an erection that I didn't realize I had. Thanks, girls. It was not as frequent as I would like nowadays.
What happened in real life was that Caroline posted a model picture that supported that she is spider girl stylish. I didn't think of it much. I wasn't impressed because I know the truth; I don't need any supporting material. But then she got into my dreams.
So don't tell your clients, "where are you? I have other plans after". She is just so mean to me, always. But then I figured it out and didn't hold any grudge against her. I am so thinking of Chanel. I'm pretty sure she would be fond of our times together, for better or for worse. She wouldn't hate me but will remember that I constantly wanted her to make up to me what she did wrong. I should have been more positive.
And then this mystery woman I am thinking of. Someone must have tipped her off; she tried to follow me more than once on the photographer account I created to follow Caroline. I tried to switch her into my client account but she didn't give up on my photographer account. This woman is openly an escort promoting herself anonymously. She is the classic high-end escort type - young good looking fuller model body with pictures at expensive establishments. I could have tried her to solve the mystery if only I had spare cash. How high-end can it be? $750 for 30 minutes? Done that a lot of times without paying that much. Oh, and I think that price point is created so it doesn't stand out too much on your corporate account.
Caroline was supposed to be the last blast but it went on for seasons. Then Margarette came along for the rest of the year. I'm so out of cash. Chanel would automatically stay away if I don't call her for months. But she will call me eventually. Once she complained that I didn't tip her enough. Yes, I did tip her generously depending on my cash flow. Because I didn't pay her the grandfathered rate. She had to find some excuse to go out, making herself all pretty, and let gave me the first fuck of the day. I made it worth her trouble and she seemed happy, except for that one time. I think she offered me a hardship discount when she had cash problems too. But I didn't want to take advantage of her. If I didn't call her that often she knew to let me had my time off.
ps, fuck. Caroline posted that picture on our anniversary. She doesn't post that often, not that good anyway. Maybe she knows some voodoo too.
No comments:
Post a Comment