Welp, after texting her back again this morning, she replied that, yes, she can reschedule. There's no way to glean her tone; for all I know, she's going to welch on me when I'm supposed to see her next week. Hope she doesn't.
Whatever the case, I am free now. (Didn't have to bring in my porno pants, either, but since I'm going from here to a house party tomorrow, I won't change my bag.) I do feel the need to stay true to the reason I asked for the postponement and plow the rest of my driveway. Then again, I can get around my driveway just fine, so maybe I'll buy some chili and eat it instead.
Regardless, there is a stripper party tonight, and I hope that I have lead in my pencil to really give it to ******e when I see her. God, if she whores out like she did the last time, I hope I have enough hardness and jizz to to make this an all-time session!
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