Saturday, August 2, 2008

Sore Throat Menstruation Night sex

I had not left. Okay, well, not so much just from the Veci meets in town, but I have not gone out to have fun at home. And today was the day. Plan: wine and tapas. The quintessential alternative plan to the night clubs. Well, we went to the bar again for the great tapas, then a classic (the champis) and ended the night in the new bar where they say one of the waiters is a Mister Spain. Okay, so if that, which we have addressed, is Mister Spain, disgust country, Naughty Boy is much better. At some point I have to get the fraternity between fellow workers and kidnap ...

Mave The issue is that a woman is lacking. Actually, dare to call things by their name, I am uA woman lacking and ball point. It's too long without a male companion. And before that ends up in something crazy with someone not convenient, I have to remedy. Tita Pau is right, I can not wait forever for the Perfect Man. So what if they do not do well? It obviously has to go, I can not always have such bad luck in love affairs, and also recognize that things either have to go right. because. That's it. Because I'm not blind, pussy. And I've talked enough.



But the issue is that mainly what I lost is the lack of patience. And I've been waiting for an egg with virtually nothing. And I'm not stone. And I will notable to wait. Does anyone believe that I am not aware of the gestures, the looks? I can ignore, but not noticing. And you can no longer wait. I'm not so bad. And I know.

I have to pull ahead, however. Get things straight. You may have to take the bull by the horns and tell Chico Naughty, or someone similar, I feel very alone to keep me company for a night, just one night, I ask no more. Because Mave is no stone. And it is said. I'm young, I'm still quite pretty, yet "I have a workaround." And I can not waste life on hold. So I'll let myself feel guilty about watching others and by being human. Could. I know.

The next weekend we go to recorrer geography in pursuit of a popular party, my best friend and me. It may be easier where nobody knows. Where you can leave your sensuality emerge in the arms of someone you just met and say that today is night of sex, and do what you have to do.

In the final analysis, the Perfect Man has had many opportunities and has not tapped. This is not about waiting wither what may never come.

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Changing the subject a little, and swallowing the shame, I have taught the book to my two best friends. Support me, although it seemsincredible. I understand. I defy anyone to tell me that I have the best friends in the world. The best of the best.

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