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My girlfriend slipped Rita tongue as we were leaving tonight. And Rita let her. I'm jealous and also worked up and frustrated because it was *really* hot.
Rita never kisses me like that. *pouts* It's okay, I understand. At heart, she's a daddy's girl.
I apologize to all the people whose brains just exploded because of that. Just be glad you don't work at Marble Slab.
Speaking of which, why did we think it was a good idea to go out for ice cream the one day that it's actually cold?
*sigh* Sexual frustration does not make a good environment to work on nanowrimo. Especially when my nanowrimo has no smex because it's about a 9-year-old. Fuck. What was I thinking?
Rita never kisses me like that. *pouts* It's okay, I understand. At heart, she's a daddy's girl.
I apologize to all the people whose brains just exploded because of that. Just be glad you don't work at Marble Slab.
Speaking of which, why did we think it was a good idea to go out for ice cream the one day that it's actually cold?
*sigh* Sexual frustration does not make a good environment to work on nanowrimo. Especially when my nanowrimo has no smex because it's about a 9-year-old. Fuck. What was I thinking?
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