I really should sl**p...
4am, I really should sl**p, because I have a couple of things to do tomorrow, starting early in the morning. if I go to bed now, i may squeeze in maybe 5 hours of sl**p, but all I can think of is my dildos, sitting in a plastic tub in my closet, where I left them after I last used them over 5 days ago.
I can't stop thinking about how good it felt the last time I used them on myself and how for the past 5 almost 6 days straight, I haven't even been able to even masturbate, because I had company over.
I really should sl**p, I keep telling myself, but instead I'm sitting here writing about how I can't stop thinking about fucking myself with my dildos and how long it's been, instead of writing I should just do it, maybe after I make myself cum, I'll be able to sl**p and at least tomorrow, while I'm doing my tasks, I can have a smile on my face, thinking about all the nasty thing I did to myself.
Well, it's 4:20am now and I think I will smoke and jump in the shower, with my toys and give in to my desires.
Why not, I waited long enough and need not suffer anymore.
May 13, 2011, 6:48 am
Betsy puttered around the kitchen one early morning as her k**s slept. Robbie snored in the pull-out bed in the TV room, having stumbled home stone d***k at 5 a.m. and deep into an alcoholic slumber, something the 20-year-old was fond of doing. Anna, Betsy's gorgeous 19-year old blonde daughter, slept in her room down the hall.
"Hey, Mom, what's up," Anna said droopily as she walked into the kitchen wearing a tiny white teddy, her blonde hair pulled into a ponytail.
"Just cleaning up a bit, honey, while your lazy b*****r sl**ps it off in there," Betsy laughed, rolling up her sleeves to a
November 17, 2010, 11:48 am
The vulnerability of sl**p intrigues me. As she lay there resting, her body nestled into mine with rolling deep breaths, my senses tuned themselves to her. She was my focal point: smells, feelings, tastes were tied into what she was. Things that were not of her were unimportant.
We were there – in our pajamas, in a bed a little too small for two people – and I argued with myself, though I could have predicted the victor.
We have a connection, don’t we? I think we do. I mean, we’re here, now. (My fingers are in her hair, caressing the strands.)
She’s asl**p after all. That’
May 19, 2012, 11:48 pm
My grandparents died close to each other in early summer. Grandpa passed away first and was followed by Grandma only a few days later. They had never been apart so it was what could be expected. Sad of course but also nice chance to meet many cousins. We had been very close in the old days.
My grandparents were farmers running a small farm in the south of Sweden. It was hardly big enough to give a living especially with modern standards but somehow they managed although they had six c***dren. But I guess that they had to consider twice before buying anything. The c***dren had to help with
May 17, 2012, 10:48 am
im Bradford was furious as he drove to his daughter's school. He had gotten a call from Rebecca's principal who had called him at work to inform him his daughter had been suspended for two weeks, and that she was to be picked up from school as soon as possible. When he asked why Rebecca had been suspended, all her principal would say was that he thought it would be better if they talked about it in person. Jim had all kinds of things running through his head, as he parked his car in the high school parking lot. Rebecca had never been in trouble at school before in her life, and now that she wa
May 17, 2012, 3:48 am
Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only c***d, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the character that Ewa Aulin portrayed, she was named because my maternal grandparents thought her sweet.
She is. Think of the nicest and happiest and most giving gal you ever saw. Like the wife in the new movie "UP", or some ideal beautiful and loving lady that is so
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