so i almost killed someone the other night...
I had a pretty good weekend because the weather was very nice, and will be nice for the rest of the week. And I went to my boyfriend's friend's birthday party and had fun until we went back to his house and there was this slut, Emily, hanging all over every guy there and making her way to my boyfriend.
I mean, this Bitch was having a mediocre conversation with my BF and inching herself closer to him throughout the conversation, trying to touch him. cause you know how your into a canversation and you're leaning forward and into it. well, this Trick was talking about how she thinks that every Leo in the world has a demple in their chin! i mean, how fucking facinating can that be? really? enough so that you're trying to play footsey with my BF right in front of my fucking face? WHAT THE FUCK?
SO after i include myself into the conversation before things could have gotten ugly, FuckSlut suddenly gets tired of the conversation and starts grinding on random guys at the party. and not just any old bump n' grind dancing. but i mean, using his leg as a strip pole and fastening her legs around the guys waist and leaning all the way back. and hugging all over them and trying to fondle them. and i'm sure they loved the attention, but when she basically dry humped every guy there, there was only my BF who remained STD free. and she wanted to get her hands on him.
so later on in the night my BF and the birthday boy are trying to have a personal conversation by the bathroom, when this chick just interupts them and lays herself across the countertop and sink in the bathroom. i mean, what the hell did she think she was doing? cause it sure as hell wasn't sexy. so i'm like, "may i use the bathroom?" and she goes, "sure, no ones using the toilet, go ahead." and i'm like, "no. see, i'm gonna need you to get out." and i said it with the straightest face possible.
so Emily staggers out the bathroom and down the hall, and i do my business in the bathroom. now, when i come out, she's no where to be seen, and my BF and the B-Day boy continue their conversation. so i feel its safe to join the rest of the party. but oh no, the drunky Slut wants to lay across countertops again. so there i am, again. suprise, suprise, muthafucka. and i let them know how random and weird it is that they're having a conversation in the bathroom with this chick tits up and drooling. and before i even say anything, the chick knows i want her off of the counter, and she does this stupid growl sound of what i guess was supposed to be her discust for me, but she damned well obeyed me without me having to speak.
and so my BF is saying that he's feeling a little sickly and we all leave to the rest of the party. well, at least i thought it was all of us. me and the B-Day boy joind the others, but the EmilySlut decided to lag behind. she kept fooling around in the kitchen and the other room close to the bathroom, probably thinking that my BFs plea for the bathroom was an invitation for her to stick around for a blow job. well sorry for ya Bitch, because after my BF stayed in the bathroom for a while, she realised the rejection and 'suddenly' grew very tired, and went to sleep in the B-Day boy's bed. I guess all that cock concentration wearied her little skanky head.
Too bad everyone was talking about how discusting she was. And too bad one of the guys she fondled confessed to everyone that she made him feel very uncomfortable. How she went close to him for a hug, then she started kissing his neck. and when he pulled away and asked her what the hell she thought she was doing, she replied, "oh, i like to be comfortable." Too bad she was making him UNcomfortable.
So yeah, I almost killed someone the other night.
She didnt know it, they didnt know it, my BF didnt know it, but it would have happend. And I would have been satisfied.
[note: Emily is this bitch's real name. And she lives in Connecticut]
I mean, this Bitch was having a mediocre conversation with my BF and inching herself closer to him throughout the conversation, trying to touch him. cause you know how your into a canversation and you're leaning forward and into it. well, this Trick was talking about how she thinks that every Leo in the world has a demple in their chin! i mean, how fucking facinating can that be? really? enough so that you're trying to play footsey with my BF right in front of my fucking face? WHAT THE FUCK?
SO after i include myself into the conversation before things could have gotten ugly, FuckSlut suddenly gets tired of the conversation and starts grinding on random guys at the party. and not just any old bump n' grind dancing. but i mean, using his leg as a strip pole and fastening her legs around the guys waist and leaning all the way back. and hugging all over them and trying to fondle them. and i'm sure they loved the attention, but when she basically dry humped every guy there, there was only my BF who remained STD free. and she wanted to get her hands on him.
so later on in the night my BF and the birthday boy are trying to have a personal conversation by the bathroom, when this chick just interupts them and lays herself across the countertop and sink in the bathroom. i mean, what the hell did she think she was doing? cause it sure as hell wasn't sexy. so i'm like, "may i use the bathroom?" and she goes, "sure, no ones using the toilet, go ahead." and i'm like, "no. see, i'm gonna need you to get out." and i said it with the straightest face possible.
so Emily staggers out the bathroom and down the hall, and i do my business in the bathroom. now, when i come out, she's no where to be seen, and my BF and the B-Day boy continue their conversation. so i feel its safe to join the rest of the party. but oh no, the drunky Slut wants to lay across countertops again. so there i am, again. suprise, suprise, muthafucka. and i let them know how random and weird it is that they're having a conversation in the bathroom with this chick tits up and drooling. and before i even say anything, the chick knows i want her off of the counter, and she does this stupid growl sound of what i guess was supposed to be her discust for me, but she damned well obeyed me without me having to speak.
and so my BF is saying that he's feeling a little sickly and we all leave to the rest of the party. well, at least i thought it was all of us. me and the B-Day boy joind the others, but the EmilySlut decided to lag behind. she kept fooling around in the kitchen and the other room close to the bathroom, probably thinking that my BFs plea for the bathroom was an invitation for her to stick around for a blow job. well sorry for ya Bitch, because after my BF stayed in the bathroom for a while, she realised the rejection and 'suddenly' grew very tired, and went to sleep in the B-Day boy's bed. I guess all that cock concentration wearied her little skanky head.
Too bad everyone was talking about how discusting she was. And too bad one of the guys she fondled confessed to everyone that she made him feel very uncomfortable. How she went close to him for a hug, then she started kissing his neck. and when he pulled away and asked her what the hell she thought she was doing, she replied, "oh, i like to be comfortable." Too bad she was making him UNcomfortable.
So yeah, I almost killed someone the other night.
She didnt know it, they didnt know it, my BF didnt know it, but it would have happend. And I would have been satisfied.
[note: Emily is this bitch's real name. And she lives in Connecticut]
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