A badly timed narcissistic episode
So I woke up and started to get ready on a Saturday none the less. Dressing up is not something I do every day. But today I must indulge...
Its basically to get much needed some freelance work to supplement my megre income. I know the quality of my work will speak louder than looks but a lil grooming never hurt anyone. I mean, I actually checked to make sure the shirt I wore revealed my nipples just enough (just incase he is into nipples). My butt in my pants was cute & springgy (simple glance in the mirror and a quick pinch). My hair was in place (just enough gel & lots of combing... *must look sexy intelligent*). Must make sure my dracula-eyebrows are well trained, blowjob lips are pouty and rosy cheeks are well~ rosy. Practice the come-fuck-me stare in the mirror for a few minutes... (Ladies, its all pratice! natural beauty is all practice)
My allarm rings I check my phone- Sms from a good friend indicates he is upset, none the less from an embelished post. I always assumed that blogs were warped versions of how we see the world. blah~ blah~ blah~ (I have the good sense to sensor my ranty rants). And with that, maybe, just maybe our blogs are best left unknown to friends. We are all drama queens bound to hurt others, aren't we?
Can YOU imagine, that I thought all this whiles slowly preening my feathers and making sure I was as pretty as can be, for today's important meeting?
I feel somewhat disgusted. I'm not planning to take him to a hotel where I have wild mid afternoon sex. But I WANT this job and do not want to give him any excuse to exclude me. Its not much. But it is a start. I do my research reading. I get myself into the mental mood. I calculate. I forcast. I check everything is bulging in the right places. Practice a grin~ Sex sellls. Like it or not. Sex sells!
"Damn I look good... maybe I should work at looking pretty more often? I look so fuckable I wanna hump the mirror.. Hmm.. that be interesting..."
"Nah... got to do some damage control. got to get to work. I wouldnt be where I am if it wasnt for my good friend... "
"Mental note to self: Mirror sex is always fun"
3 Comments:
you gotta teach me some come-fuck-me stare. i am not getting much lately.. muahahahha...
so.. did u get the job? or a mid-afternoon shag?
I got the job. But my come-fuck-me stare attracted the wrong attention. I was sitting alone in McDs reading & waiting... Soon I found myself surrounded my single females all "reading". When I say reading I mean hair flipping & twirling, blowjob lip-sipping & the classic "I couldnt help but wonder..." SATC pose. See, you arent the only one that hasnt been getting any lately. Winks...
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