Sad weekend. I spent Satuday swimming at the Y. I was just so happy to be out of jail that I rode my Hoverround over to swim all day. Plus all those lonely nights in the jail house left me with an itch to scratch, an itch for a man, a new man.
Tried to stop by Fashion Bug for asexay new swimming suit only to find they done closed down while I was away. So I had dto wear my old one with the sprung elastic in the top. Didn't matter, I spotted a lone hot man immediately and I kept trying to swim by him. The first couple of times he was talking to another man wearing a wedding ring. I thought for sure he'd be impressed by my spectacular all natural 56ZZZ boobies but he didn't even react. I figured he had to be gay! But later every time I looked over he was chatting up the skeleton whore that calls herself a lifeguard. Hottie was tripping over his tongue every time he talked to the life-ho.
I followed him to the hot tub, thinking he might be intertested up close. I batted my beautimous eyes at him and wiggled my swanky tits. He wouldn't even look at me. No dice.I went home alone.
Sunday weren't much better. Visited the church down the street again, the place that gave me that car and bought my Hoverround but they weren't friendly this atime at all. Sure, they fed me at their endless luncheons and snacks but no one would talk to me and as I went to leave several of the snootier church ladies told me not to come back after what I'd done with the car. They think I'm an ungrateful gal.
I hightailed it back home, only stopping at the Piggly Wiggly to get some halloween candy for the trick or treaters tonight. But the next thing I know I woke up this morning in a pile of candy wrappers. Sigh, another year spent hiding with the lights off when the kids come around.
No comments:
Post a Comment