Mrs_Goodbar28

Lyrics of a Soul
2004-07-06 05:17:21 (UTC)

Luv it when ya talk dirty...

So it's approximately 12:07 at the moment. I have class
tomorrow but my Romantic Mishap texts me a half hour ago
so we can pick up where we left off last nite. I'm left
wondering how long this whole talkin dirty thing is gonna
last. The poor baby is probly so lonely and hasn't seen
any action in awhile, so I'm amusing him right now, but I
don't know how many nites I'll be in the mood or just
plain creative enough to play his game. I'm having fun
with it, but I feel like I'm performing phone porn or
something with him b/c I know he can visualize my body and
all that I'm saying. It's bizarre. Anyway, I went out to
dinner/breakfast tonite with a cool guy. He said he's
usually bored on nites after he gets off work, so we might
be hangin out more often. Once again, I have attained a
male friend, which is a great thing. I just hope we stay
that way, as friends. But I'm continually feeling
frustrated and depressed over not seeing Texas thus far
this summer. I'm still praying for my chance to get close
to him, at least for a little while during the summer. Oh
well, here I go back to talkin dirty with my Romantic
Mishap over texts and reading Michael Eric Dyson in
between...haha, aren't I the multi-tasked sexually
fulfilling intellectual. It's a good thing he can't hear
me, it'd truly ruin his fantasy to find me reading and
laughing with girlish embarassment. He's so non-poetic
when it comes to sex, it's funny. Oh well, that's all for
now. Until next time, live, love, life!




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