I am sorry dear fans I
have not been writing. Getting my life
together has been very stressful, and I can’t write this stressed out. Don’t want to go into it because today something
really funny happened, so I thought I would share one of those moments in life
I will be talking about clear into dementia!
If my children are reading this, there are some things you just don’t
want to know about your mother, so skip this one. There are some things a mother does not want
their daughters to know, either! But sex
is a normal part of life so they say……..
I would love to be a
slut, but I am very choosy about who I have a nighter with. That leaves long periods in between to
entertain myself. I have to keep those
muscles in shape! They won’t work right
when I need them if I don’t keep them healthy, right? Besides, I am in the sexual prime of my
life. All those years of having periods
I deserve to be sexually primed like a teenage boy! I was thinking about it though and guys my
age need assistance to keep things going, and without Viagra, rock hard
isn’t. Life is not fair that way. That why I date cubs. They can keep up. And I do so love teaching them things that
blow their mind. Guys my age were raised
in the same sexually repressive environment I was so they come in three types;
the standard and no deviation, the slightly over the line, and the pervs. By most of their standards, I’m more than
they can handle. What has always cracked
me up, a couple guys think I must be a slut to be adventurous with sex, but I
have always been monogamous and faithful when in a relationship.
Yeah, I know I’m
stalling. Sex is still hard for me to
talk about. I’m supposed to be an
independent, sexually free and empowered woman, but those tapes ring through my
mind loudly proclaiming all the things my generation had to say about women and
sex. I guess I’ll get down to it,
because it is too funny not to share.
It’s all right to have a laugh at my expense. If I hadn’t been up for the last two days I
would be laughing at myself! So OK, I
haven’t been with a man since I left Ohio.
It’s kind of tough to hunt for cubs when you don’t leave your
apartment. (I am getting out this
weekend; I have plans to go to the park and the library. I have the cutest pink sweat outfit for the
park!) Yes, still stalling. Breathe in, and slowly out……
I have been having a
problem with roaches here. It is
DISGUSTING! I never knew what one looked
like until I moved here. My apartment is
very clean, and the trash never remains in the kitchen overnight. It would seem I have some filthy
neighbors. I have had the roach guys
here almost every two weeks and I am still getting late night visitors. It is so bad; I turn the kitchen light on and
stand outside the kitchen armed with roach spray before I go in at night. I am pretty sure I am on a first name basis
with a couple of them. My great Arizona
adventure and my best friends are a couple roaches I live to spray! I have never seen the roach guy because they
like to come in the morning and I am asleep.
They spray the front of the apartment and I have creepy dreams. This morning I am going on day two of
insomnia, so I was awake when he arrived.
He was a nice enough fellow, but not the kind to get my wheels turning
(at least not in his direction.) He was
very nice in a creepy sort of way, explaining I get the roaches because my
house is clean; one of my neighbors is infested. He said the neighbors who have them are so
filthy they don’t want people coming into their house, so they don’t complain. I learned a lot about roaches today I never
wanted to know. He took great joy in
creeping me out. I’m glad I could amuse
him. His butt crack certainly amused
me.
Since I was awake and
I eat in my bedroom, he wanted to spray in there. I still don’t have much for furniture, so I
made a cave out of my bedroom. I live
here. It is cozy and nice, but
potentially a place for roaches to visit.
He asked if he could spray back here just in case. He said roaches love to eat the dry skin on
my feet! GROSS! I am giving myself a
scrubbed pedicure today. Of course I
jumped at the chance to have my bedroom sprayed. I can’t wait until I can get a bedframe and
get this mattress off the floor! I don’t
want to know what nibbles on me in my sleep.
I quickly cleaned off my bed; I had papers spread all over it from
applying to jobs all night. I miss
having a desk. That is the next thing I
am going to get after a bedframe. I
lifted the mattress and he started at the bottom, spraying around the wall when
I pulled off the last blanket….and right there in plain view was my favorite
naughty toy! So that’s where it was
hiding! I pretended I didn’t see it
while his eyes lingered on it for a moment.
He played it cool as he gave a look at his helper to check out my
toy. He forgot what he was talking
about, though! I played it cool; as if I
didn’t know it was there and reminded him what he was talking about. I was too embarrassed to be embarrassed! As I tend to do when I am embarrassed, my
chatter when into overdrive, but the roach fellows seemed preoccupied. Worse, as they rounded the room, I didn’t get
the laundry put away, and the chair was filled with a pile of Victoria’s
Secrets panties and bras! He just had to
look at them! I tried to distract him,
but his attention was captured. He
realized he was lingering, and stuttered a moment before moving around the rest
of the bedroom. They finished up, much less talkative than
they had been, and left my apartment.
I’m sure they’ve seen worse, but this was MY personal toy! They were MY panties! As he left my apartment, I got a good look at
the moon. So I guess it is hump
day?
I can’t imagine
spraying for bugs give one the opportunity to see sex toys, and sexy panties,
but I would love to be a fly on the window in their truck! Maybe this was my good deed for the day, I
paid it forward. I gave the roach guys
something to think about throughout their buggy day and just maybe their wives
and girlfriends will benefit (ewe, just thinking about those guys having sex. Get that image out of my mind!!!!) So for
future reference, on spraying day I will make sure all my toys are properly put
away, the laundry will be free of any underclothing and my bedroom will be neat
and clean.
ROTFLMAO! I want to be your roach guy!
ReplyDeleteYou are too flipping hilarious!
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ReplyDeleteI laughed so hard tears came to my eyes! Check your account, I left $20.00 in your virtual tip jar. I thought it might help you rebuild your life and get back to writing. I miss it! It's not much, but it might help a little.
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