Today I have had to commute for the first time in a while. when on the train this weak mindless woman had a conversation with no personal opinion's....
James says, James thinks, James likes.. And so it went on. All I could think was in sexual terms it must be like...
On Monday James like's me to give head, he likes it counter clockwise, not too fast. I have to swallow or he gets moody. Tuesday and Wednesday James say no physical contact as he is at the gym. Can't mix training and sex it distrupts his programme. Thursday's is my night James likes to bang me from behind, it only last a minute or so but James say it will help me speed up my metabolism. Friday through Saturday I don't see James, James feels tired at the end of the week and goes away with the lads, but we do have quality time on a Sunday, he always brings a gift.
Then I was counting my last minutes.... Roar... Oh shit I close my eyes and jump back... Ah shit boy racer big exhaust, lot of noise no power. I was safe he was 30 metres travelling as fast as a granny kart..
Over compensating prick fast arse, no cock..
For me the moral of the story of the story is speak ur mind don't try and be something ur not. Also my views maybe clouded as I need a good swag.. The frustration and anger is building up and people are starting to piss me off!!!!
