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January 16, 1999 |
Damon invited me to see him in the San Diego area on the weekend of Jan 29th. I haven't bought the tickets yet because I really need to buy a bed this paycheck. (I have to be prepared for any sudden SEX I may have.) I am thinking of getting a tatoo on my lower back that says PUSH in a black circle. So I decked myself up with my best attire today. I got this sweet little plaid mini skirt, thigh high boots, a black sport jacket and my brand spanking new hourglass fit leather jacket. Josie showed me how to curl my hair (hair you can get yer git off on) Then I got myself matching lace bra and undies at the mall. I love looking badass around mall people. They startle easy. But I managed to get a hot guy's email address while I was there, and I ran into Maslin Proud, so I got his email address too. So I had a great time at the mall even though I didn't even get my bed. The one I want I have to wait a week for it's arrival at the Bon Marche. But this will be my first REAL bed. No damn futon for me anymore. I am gonna get flannel sheets I think, maybe satin. Mmmm. No place to take my sex though right now, too bad Avery. I think you would really like the way I am progressing with my sexuality. I practice my mouth movements in the mirror now. I like my lips. I like other people's lips. I am breaking down that fear of kissing I had when I saw you last. I want to stand in a bar and show off my beautiful kissable lips, even though I am not sure who I am aiming it at. I will mouth love into the room for my own gratification. Last night was my greatest night yet. I kissed my first black guy. He was pretty hot, but I thought he was too full of himself. He invited me to one of his musical performances tonight, but I have 2 other events to go to instead. His name was Nevin, and I first met him at the mental institute. A local band, High Karate, was playing that night. And their punk funked my puss up pretty nice. Me and this one other guy were the only ones dancing like we felt. I think he gave me a ride on his shoulders during a mosh pit later on. I almost got thrown out of the club because I smoked my weed right in front of the bouncers. He didn't think it was necessary to kick me out or even take my shit. I think I got on his good side because he was watching me kiss this girl most of the night. Yeah. Her name was Jasmine, and I have her phone number and email address on my wall. I kissed her because she was sweet, and damn did she ever have it bad for me. She was fun. I wish I met a GUY like her last night, but no such luck. I ended up sleeping alone again last night again . (Not disappointed) I told these kids at the club that I would kiss Jasmine in front of them, but I lost them in the mosh pit. I tape recorded 2 guys orgasming for me. I ditched this ugly fat dude. First I came onto him, and the next moment he looked away. Poof. Becca's gone. I saw him about 2 hours later on the stairs, and I asked him if he liked me ditching him. He said no, and I said it was kind of fun right? It's like hide and seek. Dumbass. He ate that line all up. At one point I had Jasmine on one hand and a guy she didn't know on my other arm. They were kissing me on either ear, and I was screaming with joy. I also flirted with the band members, and some jock came over to me and rammed his tongue down my throat. I liked his passion, but he looked like he was fresh out of boot camp. Yuck. I sleeze danced with some other guy who was in it for the admiration of his beer buddies. But I like to act that shit. It give me the gyrating muscles I need to have sex. Are you getting some hidden messages here, Avey? I really, really, really, really....... Need Your Sex. Please? Let's at least get something planned. I got to see you. I got to see you. I got to have sex with you again. My god. I have no more ways of substituting anymore. There is just an awful urgency in my belly, and I can no longer satisfy it without a male body inside of me. And I mean YOUR body. God. You have such a lovely way of slipping yourself into a woman. Slip. Mmmmooooohhhyeahhhh. You just don't know how many times I pull my fat labia aside to reveal my cooz for you in the bathtub. I like to feel my pussy twitch. She does that on her own. I also found out I have an oral fixation and I get really hot when I pinch both my tit and my clit at the same time. And if I hump my fingers while I stroke, I will cum harder. |
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