challenges(posted on Apr 11, 2011 at 18:28, filed in Uncategorized)
I have found myself juggling more challenges each day. Whether to smoke cigarettes, whether to drink before its officially happy hour. I'd rather abandon the thought that these vices have any place in my life. forget that i ever started. but damn it! I love a cold drink and puff. TRY TRY TRY AGAIN BUT HARDER THIS TIME!
EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS EVERY TIME I BLOG. i LOOSE THE POST BECAUSE OF TIMEOUTS ,,,GrrrrRRrrrRrRRr
IN SHORT I WENT TO SFO HAD A CRAB DINNER SAT A THE COOLEST TABLE IN THE HOUSE, WENT TO THE GREEN DOOR GOT WEED, DROVE TO SAN JOSE, BORING. AND NOW I AM BACK HOME. GOING TO SAN DIEGO THIS WEEKEND. WISH ME LUCK, I NEED IT! grrrrrrrrr
monkey(posted on Sep 24, 2011 at 06:58, filed in sexy stories)
i wore my red dress, it fits tight. real tight over my hips. i wear my push up bra and black garter pantyhose with red shoes.
when i enter the door. His mouth drops and he grins. I make his mouth water. He knows what he is in for.
we say our hi's and hello. we kiss and he grabs my ass. He never lets go of my ass. He stuffs his face into my tits and smells me deep. It makes me laugh.
I'm blushing. I must look great! Sexy. Slutty. Edible. Like cake to a fat kid but this cake was wearing black garter thigh highs with no panties.
He tangle ourselves in this grabbing, squeezing, nuzzling, pressing bodies kind of dance. He turns me around and raises my dress. He rubs my thick ass and smacks it. Then he grabs deep between my legs. I'm thinking, where is he going with this?
the holee blog(posted on Jan 23, 2011 at 12:14, filed in Blah Blah Blah and Blah)
Why am i blogging now, after all this time? Well i havent blogged because i am nerved at what the reader my think. Not that i care but i dont want to give the wrong impression. And i am horrible at first impressions. I believe i am the most awkward pornstar there ever was. I don't know the right things to say when it comes to blogging. I am a bit of a nerd at home. But this year is the beginning of change for me.
I have read 'who moved my cheese" and i am enlightened by its story. I am so jazzed by this book I want to buy a crate of copies and give them all to people that i know stuck in life's armpit.
What would you do if you werent afraid? I ask myself over and over. Is it fear that keeps me at bay bay bay, reluctant to share my daily fuck ups and funny bits. Does anyone care to hear about my day? Its just like yours, long and trivial. There are
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