I am in that spate now. It actually started from a text I got from ***u** Tuesday afternoon, whom I haven't heard from in a long while. She has teamed up with her usual partner in crime, ****e, to host a party at this guy's place in north Minneapolis. It's fun times. Unfortunately, it was last/Thursday night, and after all the nights I've gone out and spent money this week, I really, really just wanted to veg out at home. Also, ***u** owes me $50 because she was desperate for groceries for her children, and I don't feel comfortable seeing her for anything until we address that. I usually have fun times with her and ****e over there, but this didn't seem to be the right time.
I was going to text another of my stripper girlfriends, ******e, if I could drive down to south Minneapolis this weekend so she can give me a handjob. Well, she texted me out of the blue Tuesday evening, telling me that her partner in crime, my beloved ***e*, will be in town from Wisconsin. I owe those two a double team, and neither one of them owes me money, so I arranged an appointment. I really wanted Sunday afternoon, but ***e* is back on the road by then, so even though I really wanted to stay in, tonight/Friday night is it.
(Something changed, however. After work yesterday/Thursday ******e asked me to call her, which is something she has never asked me to do. It was important-ish: ***e* cannot make it. However, she still wants to double-team me with another one of her friends, someone I have never met. ******e says her friend is cute and that she is down for whatever. I am leery, but I need to expand my options of whores. Plus, I am perverted as fuck right now, so I said yes, I'll accept the substitute.)
And on top of that, I texted *****y Wednesday night to see if we could get together this weekend, too. She is the hot one where we have missed connections a few times now, most recently a couple weeks ago. What might help facilitate a tryst is that I have Monday off -- how I realized that should be the subject of my next blog post -- and in fact that would be ideal. However, after saying I had both Sunday and Monday free, she immediately told me to come over Sunday at 12:30. It's a date.
You know, I just realized that because of my dick, I am going to spend money, and a lot of it, today/Friday and Sunday, two days I had hoped and initially planned on staying home and not spending any money. I'm in a desperate quest to see if I can still get it up, and if I can still derive pleasure from sexual contact. Hope so, and I hope the money's worth it!
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