Go Italy!! Go Germany!!
Wouldn't want to be an ugly American, now would I?
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A curious log concerning my goings-on in the curious, queer, and scandalous industry of illicit sex...and then, sometimes, what happens off camera too. Wicked.
I don't know why people think I have stuff. I'm not a fucking drug muleGetting high to have sex is such a blatantly self-destructive habit -- and cruel combination. It doesn't even appear to be very fun...it's like when one is trying to hard...trying to be fun. Drug use is an affront, thinly and desperately, aiming to camouflage insecurity. But, of course, loud and proud homosexuals don't have insecurities, right? After all, they're "gay".
Having to get high in order to get it on is BULLSHITI don't too much mind being called names by certain people because I already know the score. I'm sometimes a prostitute and I'm sometimes a prude but I'm never a goddamn drug-using dude.
I'm so comfortable in my xxx work because there is zero ambiguity
Like any good woman, homegirl was not about to let good dick go to waste
My gig last Saturday was unique in that it was the first time I worked a hen party where the hen was m.i.a.! Poor girl was already too drunk by the time I was scheduled to surprise her. Instead of oogling and squeezing my buns of steel she was worshiping the porcelain god. Ha! Oh well it's a first for everything. The rest of the lasses were sober enough to enjoy the show and what a show it was! Since it was a school theme I stripped down to my jockstrap -- and then out of it.