daringtobe's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I want it...so hard So I had lunch with the guy yesterday. Why you ask? Because he called me and asked me to. And like the complete slut that I am I said sure. I have pretty much given up on the dream that we are going to do the nasty...but he was sort of acting a little like he wanted to, maybe. But I got scared...what if it was my imagination...I feel like such a guy. I don't know when men are flirting with me...I just think they're being friendly. By the time he dropped me back off at my work I wanted to mount him so bad I could taste it. He probably didn't feel anything. Bastard. p.s. I still want to fuck him, really hard. 9:56 a.m. - February 15, 2006 ******************************* |
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