I Love My Cock

I went to Andy's once again yesterday. As per my usual, I showed up first. But I helped him clean the house. I feel bad crashing there all the time, trashing the place, so I did his dishes and looked after B, his son. That kid is awesome. He's going to be the most badass kid when he grows up. I was drinking Ice 101 and chocolate milk, seriously try it. Tastes like mint chocolate milk, epic. I gave B the teeniest sip of it and he loved it surprisingly. When I made him a glass of strawberry milk later and asked how it was, you know what that ba kid said? "It would be better with peppermint."

Melvin showed up a little bit later bearing bags of booze for the night. Melvin and Andy bribed me into taking a shot of Hennessey. My god, I was telling them how much I hated them for a while. Andy was making the world's greatest spaghetti and I wasn't allowed to eat that until I drank some coke and Hennessey. I swear they were just trying to get me drunk even though they knew I wasn't going to be spending the night. That spaghetti was bomb, yo. Needless to say I was pretty buzzed by the time other people showed up. We got a good crowd going, running out of room for all the cars. We rode the elephant for a while, messing me up even more. =D Now we get to the interesting part of my night...

My Dirty Little Secret

I'm posting for the second day in a row. It's a fucking miracle. I've decided to post in secret every time Mom goes to work. You, my loyal followers, will be my dirty little secret. I hope that gives you a sort of sick thrill, I know I have chills thinking about it.

Hve you ever been someone's secret? Or had a secret someone of your own? Let me tell you, it adds that extra spice of something being so wrong it's delicious. Having your heart beat faster because you know you need to watch your surroundings, just in case someone overhears. My dirty little secret, well honestly it wasn't all that secret, everyone knew. Except for one, one of my best friends. See, she had liked the same boy I had, so I lied about it. Especially since she had already slept with him and of course I didn't have plans that very night to make out in my dorm room. It felt so naughty to have to fudge my numbers with her. She thought we were tied with the number of sexual partners we each had, but I was ahead by one. She couldn't know about the late night parties and the following drunken sex everyone could hear. The later threesome that still has myself and the friend involved laughing.

So I encourage all of you to have a secret someone of your own. Add some excitement to your lives.