Wide Open
This ain’t no, well written shit to entertain you or to make your pussy wet. This is me, venting to myself, jotting down in my “notebook”, of how this woman got me from the first time she said my name in Speech class. The way a woman conducts herself far outweighs the fatness of her ass, and o’ my does this woman have class.
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A Letter From Ms. Bi-Polar
What a week it’s been. Had to get rid of some girls who weren’t talking about shit and bring the ones who were, closer. I don’t know if yall remember that post a while back about The Bi-Polar chick, but she sent me something to my e-mail today that absolutely had me cracking up. I’ll save my response for after you’ve read it…
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She’s A Squirter
When you meet someone and you genuinely just click, life seems to get a little easier. From webpage coding to photography, we seem to have quite a few things in common, but most importantly, we both like sex…good sex.
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Room Wars
Have you ever gone to a hotel room and heart the people in the next room getting it in? Did the woman seem like she was more interested in acting like she was in a porno then actually enjoying sex (that’s the hater in me)? Did you feel the pressure to perform even better because the other couple seemed to be having so much fun? Well, I did. Room 208 vs 206. Grab your chick, get her naked, and assume the first position…
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The Boo-Boo BBQ
This isn’t really about me, but more so one of the most ghetto, ratted up situations I’ve ever been in my life. I question the sanity of the men who have sex with some of the women I see around the streets of Detroit. I’ve had my share or ghetto chicks, but never in my life have I seen such foolishness. I just have to vent, excuse me…
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No More Bubbles
I predicted it. I called it weeks ago. It’s official with no turning back; I am now main and bubble-less. What happened? I happened. Can’t say I’m mad, or sad, or trippin’. Like I said, I called it. So now what? Somebody is going to be promoted…
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The Matchmaker
What’s better than one young lady that I have a great time with no matter where we are or what we’re doing? Two of them. As soon as I find out a woman has even the slightest interest in other women, I immediately start thinking about another bisexual woman I know that I can pair her with. The biggest problem is usually finding one to fit the standards of the other; not to mention I have to make sure they actually vibe. Well, these two vibed, and vibed very well.
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