Things Never Go As Expected

Today was a bust. with so much on his head from work, Mr. Porsche was in total shut down mode. Gotta say, this was the first time I didn't see him crack a joke, pretend to be in a good mood, he seemed spent.

I had perfume on and well that went over like a lead balloon. I didn't think it would still smell but it did and he wouldn't let me touch him. The situation was stressed with the car and he didn't go as we planned. The car came but there was a waiting time with the inspection so he ended up taking the car with him and I have his car.

I don't know if our lives melded too much for him today or if it truly was that he was just freaked about work. It was a very strssful day with us today. I went to grab his cock and he said he wasn't in the mood.....OUCH! The rest of the day, I was very quiet. He seemed to let all the air out of the balloon. I had been so excited and he was so monotone is a good way to explain him. He even said you don't know when to let up. After that, I sat totally quiet the rest of the day.

I am not mad, just sad that it didn't work out as I had hoped. He said barely nothing when he met my son and my son is not a talker either.

Oh we are ok. Just a rocky road.

Spoke with others today. Actually there are 4 in the pond right now. Waiting to see if one frog stands out from the rest. Talk soon.... Gobble Gobble to all!!

Mr. Security and the Stalking

Mr. Security is getting divorced as well. We have been in contact but he is afraid to see me. Within two weeks of his wife leaving, he hooked up with a neighbor down the block. He is trying this monogamy thing for awhile. Interesting concept but I admit, I don't plan on making it easy for him. I always felt one reason I lost MM was because of Mr. Security so to not have him even for a little==nah, I am going to make it a little rough for him to be a one woman man right now. And, it's for his own good. His track record of wives are woman who have never worked a day in their lives and need saving. And the new one is exactly that again--so I am doing a good service (hehehe) and quite frankly, I enjoy working him up a little.

However, I did have some things for his kids that we were suppose to meet and I was going to give him. I am tired of that bag sitting in my livingroom SOOOO I decided to look his address up on the computer. It was way too easy, he is listed...address and all. He isn't home (out with the kids), I am going to drop the bag off and leave. If he wants to see me after that, the bag is no excuse.

He lives relatively close to me (5 minutes actually) so I drove into his development. One thing, there is only one way in and one way out. I am pulling up to his house..getting ready to stop and drop when as I pull up--he is OUTSIDE emptying food shopping bags fron the car. CRAP! You see, I have a very obvious car. BRIGHT RED. Oh yes, you know I am coming for a good mile and since I had just gotten it washed....it shines like crazy. As I noticed him, he noticed me as well. My plan to drop and leave and text that I left it at his door, was not a plan anymore. My heart was palpitating and giggling at the same time because his expression was priceless.

I pulled up...."hey you! here's the puzzles. Nice to see you. Gotta go to lowes bye!" and I started to walk back to my car. He was speechless which for him is a miracle. WAIT WAIT WAIT!! as he is smiling and holding his head. How did you find me? DUH...white pages baby. Okay, gotta go... Wooooooooo....come over here.

So I walked over..."Hi, he said smiling." and he introduced me to his daughter. "Do you always stalk people and bring them puzzles??""

Nah, I leave other things as well....and started giggling.

We started chatting small talk and then he said to me. " You look great! I am glad you broke the ice. Can you come in for a second? " And then I said to him "I truly wanted to drop this off, I didn't mean to pop in on you...are you sure?" "Yes, he said...come on in"

So he gave me a tour of his house. And he showed me some things we spoke about on the phone over the year and then I said I have to go. He walked me to the door and said "so I have the popcorn already, just let me know when movie night is".

He walked me to the car and he kissed me goodby. As we were standing there, you could feel the sparks. Looking into his eyes..they sparkle and melt me and he knows that. Those eyes have sparkle like I have never seen before. I had to get out of there because my mind was wandering. "Thinking about some flashbacks?' he said....and I think I blushed. Giving him a seductive look I looked him in the eye and said "yeah, is that a problem? you bending me over the desk in the hotel just flashed across my mind". And he answered back "yeah, one of my favorite...along with me doing you on the bed as I whispered in your ear". UGH!!!!!! He knew I died from that flashback.....I kept a straight face...Yeah, that one too was hot. I'll use that one later" And very cool, I jumped in my car and threw him a kiss and drove away.

that was a week ago, and we have been in contact a couple of times a week since. He has been calling me almost everyday to say hi or messenger me to say something hysterical.

Tonight I was chatting with him and I told him I got new carpeting. "Awwww..your carpeting got laid before you". Fighting words there....total teasing is in line. So for the next half hour, I tortured him. Thanks for this raging woody before bed he said. And then I decided to top it off with a lip picture... WOW, I know those lips well. They are so damn hot!

I've been good, but busy. Busy with life, busy with the house, busy with the kids, busy with taking care of things. It has not been easy. Good things but I don't know what to do first. I cancelled with Mr. Sugar Daddy for tomorrow because I am seeing Mr. Porsche. We won't have time to sleep together but we are grabbing some lunch. I have been craving sex and with so many men, I have not gotten it at all.....Today I said to Mr. Porsche "do you still want me?" He answered "I've been busy but craving you everyday. You know I want you badly." Aaahhh....tomorrow I am going to figure out how to sneak a bj except there is one little sticky thing--tomorrow, he is meeting my kid. A little weird, I am nervous....my worlds are colliding but its ok.

OH! Heard through the grapevine,...the hubby went on a date. Gotta tell ya, the last five times he has been here, he is scratching his balls constantly. I hope he didn't catch anything....lol He didn't do that when he lived here.

I Don't Get Men

I truly do not understand men. I don't get how they think. And I am questioning the outward persona that I give. In some ways, I am very complex inside. There are so many different facets to my personality, my wants and my needs. I had always compartmentalized them and now trying to put them all into one life....is not so easy. I am struggling building a total me.

And then there is this thing with men and their impression of me. In the last 24 hours, I have heard so many perceptions of who I am..it makes me wonder how these men are coming to this conclusion. what is it that they are not seeing the total me?

First....there is the men who I let see that sexual side of me. The woman who is forward, says whats on her mind and lets them know I want them. Most men are afraid of this woman and interpet that as someone who wants a commitment or is going to get too attached. Demonstrating to me that they aren't seeing the side of me that likes variety. Of course, when they find out they aren't the only one....they get upset. Hmmm..interesting. you don't want me to get attached yet you are not happy that I am seeing others. What the fuck?!!?

And then there are those that like to experiment more....Mr. Tin Man...I ended it with him last night. We keep hitting that threesome wall. In my mind, I can't commit to that because it depends how I feel about him...the trust issue. Personally I think he is putting the cart before the horse. Ironically, I probably will try a threesome in the future...but I don't want to promise someone. So, I said good by, wished him luck. His theory is that he likes me and knows there is chemistry. He needs to know I would have a threesome. My theory is lets see if we have that chemistry and in the future, we can explore the threesome theory. Oh well.....I was sad about that.

Then there is the Sin man who talked about his deviant behavior. He disappeared and then re-appeared this weekend just to say hello. When I asked him what happened to him...he said that he was giving the wrong impression. That he is not just a white collar guy that he likes kinkiness. So I was trying to find out what he meant. Honestly, he is not that damn kinky. I guess because of my past relationships--there was nothing on the list I hadn't done and then it hit me why I didn't let him see so much that side of me. First reason, I already have that part of me fulfilled right now. Mr. Porsche. I don't need someone else to fulfill that part. I also didn't let on because I got it. I am in a relationship like that so tying me up to the bed and playing with a vibrator....hmmmm......not as kinky as this guy may think. Honestly, I think he is caught up in his own deviant behavior. He thinks I am too vanilla, don't get it...he retreated until he could decide if I could get it. Well, if he only knew. I do get it just too well and I am probably more experienced than he is...lol Another one down.

So yesterday was a day of men coming and going. Personally I am tired of this rollercoaster...is there a man out there that can handle a woman that likes to show sensuality, enjoys playing, enjoys variety and wants to have fun? I am tired of men painting an image of me in their head and it is not exactly true.

I have a funny story about Mr. Security. I blew him away yesteday (no I didn't blow him) but I gotta do a little work..I will post it later today.

Mr. Porsche drives me wild

Mr. Porsche and I have been dripping hot lately. Since my pending divorce and realization that things are not going to change, we've been in an amazing place. He's been passionate and so sexually satsifying...wow!


We met at the hotel room and quite frankly the walls of the world were falling in on me. An anxiety attack was beginning and I even contemplated leaving before he came. He must have seen my face and he reached for my hand "come on, let's relax in the room". He opened the door and I laid on the bed....and can you say diarrhea of the mouth. It's rare that I want to waste our precious time with my problems but I was in tears. All my problems came tumbling out and he laid next to me and massaged my shoulders and slowly undressed me. "you need to be hypnotized and totally relax".


"But first, I knew you were upset, I bought you some presents!" Woo hoo...a smile came to my face. And he was like a little kid with a secret. Actually, just seeing how happy he was made me happy. He made me undress and sit on the bed and I did. And then he began to open the bag and bring out the gifts. Wow!! He bought me new toys! Oh, he bought me toys that I can take home. Now that I am alone...I can have my toys in the open and not worry about it causing sexual tensions. He bought me these powerful babies..... first...very cool nipple clamps with a gold ball string. Oh man, I will tell you about those. He bought me the Venus Penis which straps on and actually has something for your clit, ass and your pussy. Woooooooooo this super powerful pink vibrator and this little bunny for clit vibration. His eyes are popping out...lol but do not be fooled by this one inch, it is wild. Put it all the way up and I go into orgasmic convulsions. A very strong recommendation for this baby!


So Mr. P began to hypnotizes me, it's like heaven. The more you want it, the deeper you go. Today, I wanted it...imagining running down those steps to my special hidden spot....paradise where the skies are blue and their is green tall grass and the beach. Go down, go down, let yourself go....and I did...deeper and deeper....and I did.


When I lick your nipples it will make your clit pulsate....ooooooooooohhhhh.....deeper, deeper, and now he started with the toys. Oh my....my body was craving an orgasm....he put the vibrator so deep into my pussy...I could feel the vibrations, I could feel him reaching my g spot. Oh God I screamed. Don't cum....and my body listened. I will count backwards and then you can cum on one. And I forced my body to hold out as he was putting the vibrator deeper inside of me and pulling it out and deeper and pulling it out...thrusting faster and slower...my body wanted to have that wave of orgasm....it was right there.....oh my....he put the bunny on my clit, I almost died. I had to cum, I wanted to cum.....and then he got to one....and my body just started to thrash on the bed...holding out made it even more powerful, I could hear myself moaning. Ohhhhhh, it was amazing.


But he wasn't done with me. He now put the nipple clamps on and flipped me over...he know how much I love it from behind. I hadn't even recovered from my orgasm and he stuck his cock so deep inside of me. I was panting. The one thing about Mr. Porsche, when he is hard as a rock, he is huge. His cock reached my gspot and I screamed with pleasure....when I am this relaxed from hypnotizing, I feel things even more. And then, he put the gold beads of the nipple clamps in my mouth which pulled on my nipples...I could hear myself moan as I was trying to catch my breath but now a surprise happened....he grabbed my hair and pulled, which in turn pulled the beads and pulled my nipples....unexpected my nipples being controlled by him...wow, what a clever move on his part. Was it pain? Was it pleasure? Oh my....my whole body was shivering....his cock so deep, my nipples aching and him pulling my hair...just enough that my body was totally aroused. And that wave of orgasms overcame me. I collapsed on the bed in a state of euphoria.


After a few minutes of him massaging me and kissing me, I rolled over and wanted to return the favor for such heaven. I grabbed his cock and began to suck just like he loves. Yeah, getting that tip, doing circles and then engulfing his entire cock deep in my throat. Yes, I was going to get it all, leaving nothing. I could feel his cock going deep, so deep,,,,passing my uvula and going down, down. I could see he was enjoying by his face. One hand rubbing his balls and the other caressing his chest. I moved my lips to suck his balls and lick the whole area including his ass. Oh how he loves that. And then I continued to suck his cock, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster....oh, he was going to cum....and I was going to swallow..every little bit of it. and as a good little slut that I am, I did just that! YUM!!!!


And then I crawled up to him and we just kissed and caressed each other. And then I said "I want my cuddle time". And to my surprise, he refused. It was as if that would have put us over the top. So when I pouted, he pulled me closer and said "come here and we will cuddle...and then he got me in a head lock and started tickling me. I was screaming and giggling out of control. And he kept putting me in different positions and tickled me and laid on me until I was begging him to stop. I tried to wrestle with him but I never win. I always lose because he is so strong. Honestly, the giggles was what I needed. It relieved my stress. It was getting late so we jumped into the shower...and as I was leaving, he gave me the biggest hug and kiss. I whispered in his ear "thank you" and kissed him gently on the cheek. He smiled and whispered back you are welcome and put his hand through my hair, smiled and kissed my forehead.

So, yes, Mr. Porsche is good for me. This week he did things for me that would scare the crap out of someone else. I have been careful not to get him too involved in this car thing with my son. Just because I don't want him to feel like he is getting too involved in my life and quite frankly he has been doing the things that my ex should be doing. And then he offered to teach me and my son how to drive a manual car. come over and give us lessons. As tempting as it is, just the fact that he offered and wasn't afraid to meet my son and enter into that part of my life...that made me extremely happy. I don't think its a good idea because my ex already accused him of being my boyfriend this week (since my son keeps mentioning his name). So I don't want to add any fuel to the fire. But just that he did that, I so appreciate it. He's a keeper.

We've been getting along so much better...I am very happy about it. I appreciate his kindness and I return them as well. He sent me a text late one night saying he was still in the office and a lot of shit went down. I called to talk to him...and he just unloaded to me. Major financial disaster that cost him almost a 1/4 million dollars. I tried to talk him through it, give him my opinion and just be there for him. At the end of the conversation, he told me what a special person I am. A friend to me, is a friend for life. someone you are there for no matter what, no matter what time of day to offer your words of advice or to just listen. I am glad that we have that between us!

A Small World

Can you say Schmuck? Aaaahh....a small world and a reality check.

It was Mystery Man's birthday, I sent him a card...which he didn't read. I have sent him emails, I have been worried because I think he lost his job. He would go to a dark place sometimes and I would think of him often worried that he was in that dark place. Oh I hope he is ok...Oh I hope he has a job. yes, I worried that he was in a bad place.

And....he is totally fine and out fucking other women. How do I know? Does it matter? No. But I know. Let's just say its a small world even in a big city.

So I am a schmuck for caring and for even being a bit concerned. And there is anger tonight. Yup, my Best Friend and I had a long discussion about it tonight. What are friends for? She agrees--a schmuck. She reminded me how my whole life I have been way too concerned about people who weren't worth being concerned over. How I always cared with all my heart and when someone was my friend, I was a 200% friend. And we laughed hysterically (and I cried) for a few hours tonight. A total psychological evaluation and the conclusion-- a schmuck.

And her advice....do what is good for me. Do what I want to do. Do whatever the fuck I want to do and not give a shit about what someone else may want especially someone who obviously doesn't care about my feelings. Yup, something I have wanted to do but I didn't do because "I care". Well fuck caring. I decided tonight, I am going ahead with it. Why? Because it is good for me. what is it? Can't tell ya right now but I will. Wish me luck!

Reality Check

So I had a few reality checks today and I did some real soul searching.

Reality #1- Sometimes it doesnt matter how many men you are in contact with, the void can be just as deep and you can feel just as empty. None of the frogs are filling the void right now for one reason or another. As my BF said, throw all the frogs back (except Mr. Porsche of course).


Reality #2-It's time to concentrate on me a little more. Oh a frog or two is fine but the focus has to be on me a little more.

Reality #3-Prioritizing...I need to prioritize.

Reality #4- Don't be a fool. Oh, I always put others in front of me. Oh that is going to change. I was a fool again...and now, I am going to do what I want..not give a crap what someone may think.

So where did this all come from---aaahh!! Read my upcoming posts!


So where did these reality checks come from.

Dessert Date

With all the drama, i didn't get a chance to tell you about Mr. P and also the Dessert Date. Mr. P has to wait....it was something I want to post in detail and at 1:24AM, I won't do it justice. But the Dessert Date is an easy post.

Met Mr. Rockstar for dessert. Honestly, we are just going to be friends was our decision. He cannot handle that I have had affairs and quite honestly it annoys me that we haven't even gotten to know each other yet and he is placing his hat on the affair thing.

I dropped my car off for my kid and he picked me up there. We kissed hello and went for dessert. we shared a cheesecake and a chocolate cake and we talked for over two hours. About everything...it actually was really nice. Such a gentleman, opening the door for me..us chatting like crazy and laughing the whole night.

He drops me off in front of my house and honestly I didn't expect anything. So I leaned in to kiss him good night and he pulled me closer and started to really suck face with me. He's a great kisser (I think he would be really great in bed). The kissing went on for a half hour...he even shifted positions of our head. I realized now, I am so a right head leaner. He had me lean to the left and it was weird....lol It was deep kisses gentle and then faster. To my surprise, as it was heating up, I expected him to try to touch my tits. And while he was so close and I could see he had a hard on....he didn't.

Like a little girl sucking face in front of her house after a date, I ran into my house. I felt like 16 again. No one was home and I went upstairs giggling. He text me a few minutes later..thank you for a great evening, damn you are hot. And that was the end of a perfect evening! Dating is like being a kid again.

Frantically, Mr. Tinman sent me a note last night. Please be careful online, I am going to call you. Some guy was on a dating site talking to a girl for about a week. He went to pick her up for a date at her apartment and he got jumped, beaten and robbed by three guys. It was a set up. So Tinman lectured me about being careful online and gave me tips. Don't have anyone come to my house, don't let anyone know where I live, only meet ina public place, don't go anywhere with them the first time. Hmmmm.....I went with you in the car in the back of a building. Shit, I'm different he said.

So my answer to him was......well I have a solution...you want to keep me safe, satisfy me already. And he just laughed and said, I want to keep you off those damn dating sites but you won't give me a threesome. Grrrrrr....damn fool.

Another Day At Secret Lovers Lane...

Well, well....I am exhausted. I agree that I can't keep pulling the Ex out of his shit but I also know that I couldn't with a clear conscious let him rot in jail till Tuesday because that's what would have happened. I ended up going down to the court and couldn't believe that I had to go down to where they hold the detainees. Down in the basement...geez, I am mentally exhausted. Gotta tell you, I felt bad for him when he came out. He looked like crap and I was appalled to know that they took his glasses so he couldn't see a damn thing. Now that is scary and actually disgusting. He's blind as a bat. Anyway, I posted the bail and have to get my car out of impound tomorrow. This is a world I don't know nor did I ever expect to know. I am totally drained from the day.

As for men....the weekend turned out to be filled with lots of fun contacts from a few Ashley Madison men and a few others I have in the pond. Mr. Tin Man (aka Mr. Astronaut) has me so intrigued. SugarDaddy called all distraught because our date had to be cancelled today. I am kind of happy because I got to know him a little better on the phone and I was wiped out. Mr. Security and I chatted, he's always so damn funny and we are trying to talk this week. Mr. Divorce Attorney also IM'd to chat. So lots of chattin and no action!

And of course, Mr. Porsche. He helped me with my kid and I was so appreciative. He doesn't have to. Honestly, this should be a big father and son moment but the hubby is more jealous that he is getting this car. Grrr...he is missing out on so much.

And....well, its Mystery Man's birthday this week and I sent him an ecard. I couldn't let it go without acknowledging it. Kinda sad, I still do miss him. Haven't found anyone yet who makes me feel like he made me feel. I hope he gets it, my cc of the card went into my spam! lol I guess there is not much more to say. Out of all the frogs, he is truly the only one that it saddens me that we aren't still in contact. Pout!

Saturday Night at the Police Station

"Ok you are beautiful and look like an angel and I live too far away.Big time bummer.What ever lucky get gets to be with you he better be good to you or you just let me know. Your not that far away. I will hunt him down like a wild dog."

Awww, this guy made my day. And honestly, it was a truly rough day. It started out great. Mr. P was helping me find my kid a car. He hooked me up with this guy and we went test driving them, It was so much fun and we began to get closer (which is key right now). And then as we were driving home...the call comes in.

The ex has many tickets (as you know) and two weeks ago a notice came in that his license was suspended. I told him to take care of it. I don't have the money. Well, you have to go down there and work something out. As usual...he ignore it.

So he got caught in an inspection check and he got pulled over because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt. And of course, they were now carting him away. Oh, I made some calls and it all came down to one thing....there was nothing my friends could do. He was in going to jail. So I drove there because the car is in my name still. My kid got to see his father paraded in in handcuffs. And I was just disgusted "Very attractive look" I said sarcastically. The police all smurked. After they took him away, the cops spoke with me and were helping me. He would have been released except two tickets were out of our local area soooo he has to spend the night in jail and appear tomorrow.

Now most ex wives would let their ex's rot. Honestly, I am sick over this. Not because of love but because it is so pathetic and sad. He is a child and irresponsible. He cannot take care of his family, he cannot take care of himself. To top it off, he could lose his job since he cannot show up tomorrow since he is in jail. So now the big dilemna. What do I do? If I don't help him clear this up then he won't keep his license and he will lose his job and the health insurance for the kids. However, I am so tired of this crap.

So how did I spend my Saturday night? I was in the police station. Since the car is in my name I had to produce the title, insurance, registration to get it released. And I will have to pay for the car having been towed. So I am feeling bad and scared for him that he is in jail all night (although I made a few calls to friends who called a friend who is going to make sure he can call his work and has a private cell for the night). But reality sunk in, I am going to be stuck with this man for life. A constant thorn in my side. And tonight is just a small reminder of why I divorced the man. However, even out of my life, he is still pulling me down.

Life is tough right now....work is slow and the pressure is on. tonight I was suppose to work on some projects and my head isn't into it. this guy is going to keep pulling me deeper and deeper into debt....the Cheri Fucking fund is almost depleted and it will kill me to spend it on his tickets, lawyer and other shit. How did I marry this man?

Well I still owe you the Mr P story and I also owe you my dessert with Mr. Rockstar last night. Sugar Daddy cancelled on me but honestly, he is less and less appealing each day. Sweet dreams....I need to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a grueling day.

A Sexual Rollercoaster Of A Day

First, I'd like to thank you all for the warm and fuzzies regarding my pussy. I was really nervous to post that but its been all about pushing the limit and well, that was just another first in my life that received over 2,000 hits....so my pussy has certainly been seen by a few. Luna Sea, sorry baby, ya missed it by a few seconds...

Today was an insane day. The pressure of work and my kid harping relentlessly almost brought me to tears. Actually it did bring me to tears (but Mr Porsche came to the rescue). Actually, I realized my posts have been boring lately. That I don't seem to go into explicit detail of my sexual encounters...however, we are going to change it with my post about my evening with Mr. Porsche. It was definitely hot and fun and different and I am going to share it with you tomorrow. Tonight I am wiped. You know how after a great sex session, you get exhausted, feel great but just want to sleep. That's me right now.....I just want to sleep.

My day started with Mr. SugarDaddy calling to say he was thinking about me. Very nice. However, the conversation was mixed. He's very condescending, he's very opinionated and he can make you feel like you are stupid and inept. On the flip side, I could learn a lot about him professionally, he is into me and seems like a very generous man. He wants to spend the day and go into the evening with my on Sunday. that would require babysitters and he offered to pick up the bill for the babysitter more than once. And the independent ass I am, I turned him down.

I am interested in what he does but honestly, it is at an extremely high level. I was asking questions to try and understand it and he was a little condescending. I mentioned something about how I could learn a lot from him....and he made a comment....what's in it for me? I got defensive, I said I would pay you for your consulting. His response was ...you were suppose to say the pleasure of my company. Something about this guy is intriguing yet annoying, I guess I was hurt when he basically said my job was a waste of time. That what I do is meaningless in the grand scheme of things. If I meet him and he makes another comment like that again...I am going to say something. Its mean. And what does he want to do for our second date? Take me back to the mansion for raquetball and to watch football, then dinner. So do you think I am stupid...its a damn hotel. After racquetball we will have to shower..conveniently, he will have a room there. Hmmmmm...can we all see where this is going? Sexually, he probably thinks he will rock my world....little does he know how much I love sex..Personally I think he will be bad in bed. Rich men are very selfish...not giving souls in bed. the seem to be so used to people serving them all day, they do not do much serving on their own.

So the morning with work got worse. The pressure unbearable...and I was close to tears. I had to drop something off at the kids school and passed My Ex Boyfriends old house (the one who came in from out of town who I blew in the car). I sent him a note "Passing your house right now...wanna come out and play? He responded almost immediately..."Oh man how I would love to cum out and play with you again. Wow, you are gonna be on my mind all day".

Mr. Tin Man was missing for two days. It was weird...his phone was acting weird. Finally I heard from him. the idiot lost his phone. Here I am thinking he's dead, I heard on the radio some major undercover bust in my area so I figured he was a part of it AND he just misplaced his phone (who knows..I still think he was part of the bust). Anyway, I was horny and wanted some hot phone sex. He gets so turned on by phone sex. YUM! It was actually really fun. I like him. I told him a little about my writing something. I told him I posted a pussy pix and woman even commented. Well, he was so turned on by that. All I want is for you to a kiss a woman! Now we all know I have thought about that, but not ready to take action on it. He is so turned on that I write....ahem...yeeah, yeah, until they find out that they are part of it. A control freak, of course he wanted to know where it was. Made that mistake before, not going to do it again!

The Surgeon came on last night for some quick sex text. Wanna hear something cute...he keeps my picture to cum to. Just some regular shots that I sent him back in June of 07. Wow, that was hot!

So I was running around like a chicken without a head, my kid brought me to tears with another dilemna and work was insane. And then, I was meeting Mr. Porsche at 5PM for an hour. I almost cancelled because when I got there I had a migraine, I was cranky and thought I was just going to cry in his arms. He's so understanding...baby, we can just go for dinner if you want to talk but I think if we lie in bed, talk and relax..you will feel better. Well, I am soooo glad he pursuaded me to go to the room even though I was so damn bitchy.

And honestly, it was fabulous..I will have to write the details tomorrow. Actually I am exhausted and need to sleep. Sweet dreams friends and frogs!!! xoxoxo

My Pussy Gallery

And you didn't think I would find a frog pussy did ya??!

Speechless....they say a picture is worth a thousand words so here ya go!!

What Is A Good Looking Pussy?

So I told a friend that I am posting a pix of my pussy and she almost died. How do you know you have a good looking pussy? Oh my....the thought never crossed my mind. What happens if my pussy is an ugly duckling? Is there really that much a difference in woman's vaginas. Is it like a one size fits all?

So now I am getting pussy fright? What happens if I post it and it is truly an ugly pussy!??! Wow I am getting cold feet. But honestly, its not like you can show it to a girlfriend and say so what do you think? I mean today my friend went with me to look at the carpeting I picked out for my bedroom....I can't send her my pussy for review before. she actually said that even if I did she wouldn't be qualified since she really doesn't even know what her own pussy looks like from that angle.

So there is no makeup, there is no touch up....its going to be au natural. So do all vaginas look the same? Hmmm....

I had a horrible day today....a meltdown actually. Feeling so alone lately. Wish I could turn the clocks back a year to a better state of sexual mind. I cancelled all my dates this week, I am ot in the mood. I can officially say I am depressed and work is getting to me.

So before I post the pix, how do I know if it is worth the posting? How do I know it won't get a thumbs down?!?!

A Promise Is A Promise

Yes, this week I will put up a few pussy pix. However, I don't know if I feel comfortable just leaving up for that long....so Tuesday or Wednesday...Iwill put them up for 24 hours and then take them down. So if you are interested in seeing them. Come back for a visit then....