Sex, Alchemy and Craigslist
The plot thickens...or maybe not. Bradley is back from his travels. Did he text, kik or even write me a note? Of course, not! Did he promise me anything when he got back? Nope! What happened, you ask?
Hi Mommy, how are you? Ii am finally back from all of my travels. Ihave missed you nad thought about you a lot. I hope you've been well.
He later writes that he's laying on his bed at work and fantasizing about me making love to him. Shall we cut off his balls now? As I read it again, there sure is a great deal of entitlement. He's done NOTHING, yet he has his hand out with the expectation I owe him a good time.
The good thing is, I'm sending this bitch on a mission to make it all up to me. I don't think he's ever had to swoon a chick. He's not that kinda guy.
This is good drama, but I'm bored. I think I just need to take a break. I'm not getting paid for all this good drama and no one is sponsoring me.
In other news, I have a feeling I'll be seeing the love bug. He was masturbating so hard thinking of me, that he woke me up from a sound sleep. Its happened once before with another guy. This is how I know it must have been good. My pussy hurts from the dick down. We just can't have nice things with him around. =/ We need to give him a name. We'll call him Cooper. I just realized I'm dealing with a Bradley and a Cooper. Hahahha!
I need to read. See you all later.