Another beautiful summer day. I peek out of my one-bedroom condo O. You know what that means—road trip! Shana grabs Ballet Wishes Barbie and me, and she shoves us into ball gowns, no shoes. There are never any shoes, because Chompy ate them all.
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Keep reading. I usually like what I find, and yet, that night seemed to be an exception. I really enjoyed being able to sit with both T and JJ that night and just… be. It was enough; it grounded me and made me feel safe and reassured. X is ridiculously lovely and deserves the best possible that I can give her. You gonna go on a date or…? I laugh.
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Every Sunday night, the Cut posts a new sex diary — anonymous accounts from city dwellers about a week in their sex lives. Josh comes over and pushes me up against the kitchen counter before I can even say hello. He turns me around and proceeds to go down on me from behind. I come. I always come with him in seconds.
Tags: chicago , new york magazine , NYmag. These days, sex wins; still, a good workout is hard to beat. She looks fantastic and I am jealous. My stomach is still upset and I am not feeling totally hot in my dress.