purplerose3
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Up for work at 4.45?? That's a tough job...
Yep, I work 0600 to 1830. It's only 3 days a week though, so it's not to bad.
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Up for work at 4.45?? That's a tough job...
it would appear that my house has become a childcare facility...4 girls and 2 dogs, with another 3 children due to arrive in 1 hour...!!! now where did i put that bottle of vodka...????
Yep, I work 0600 to 1830. It's only 3 days a week though, so it's not to bad.
just found out theres a girl pretending to be me, lol
she texted a friend of mine last night ( never go putting ur number online guys ) only problem is she knew nothing about me so was easy to catch out, what a weirdo
That happened to me a couple of days ago when someone forwarded me an email. People are strange and the internet seems to either bring out the worst in some or is a lightning rod for attracting unstable types.just found out theres a girl pretending to be me, lol
she texted a friend of mine last night ( never go putting ur number online guys ) only problem is she knew nothing about me so was easy to catch out, what a weirdo
Spent the morning getting hot and sweaty with my best friend's wife. Got to her place and 9.30, she gave me some breakfast to keep me primed.
First we started on the desk in the living room, we tore it apart with all the action, half the paperwork and stationery ended up on the floor, but you just gotta down to it.
Then we moved onto the staircase, but not before I opened the front door, I mean WIDE open, which I thought would be a real treat and a blast, and she didn't care who saw us!
We tried quite a few positions on that staircase, and left a bit of residue on the bannister. At that point, her cleaner from Romania walked in, and joined us on the staircase for a threesome. It was pretty heavy for a while, but I managed to give them both a big boost. We then continued on the upstairs landing, the three of us trying out even more amazing acrobatic positions.
Finally, just before moving to the bedroom, the Maid had had enough, we thanked her for her participation, but me and the lady of the house were FAR from finished. We went at it hammer and tongs in the bedroom, we barely touched the bed, most of the action was raw on the floor, we were screwing FURIOUSLY, knowing we may never get this chance again. Another 45 minutes later, we both collapsed on the floor, deliriously happy and giggly, we agreed it was a morning extremely well spent. She said I was "An absolute Superman".
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Ahh....the joys of moving furniture.
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That happened to me a couple of days ago when someone forwarded me an email. People are strange and the internet seems to either bring out the worst in some or is a lightning rod for attracting unstable types.
Well... I'm single.
I found out that my boyfriend had cheated on me. 'It was only a kiss' but I know that he had the intention to do more, I spoke to the girl who it was with. He never told her that he had a girlfriend and was doing this one day after I visited him.
He told me the truth eventually and a small, small part of me was willing to give him another go, but he just hasn't done enough. In my opinion, he should be the one apologising every single minute, begging me to give him another go, doing anything to regain my trust. But I've not got that, so I've had to end it.
We're having one final talk this evening about remaining in contact and all that but I've made up my mind. We either try now, or there's never going to be another chance. Not in 3 weeks, not in 3 months when he comes home permanently and all of his friends are in steady long term relationships and he misses me, and not in three years. It's either now or never, and I guess it has to be never.
I'm crushed. Gutted. We've been having serious arguments about his drinking (every day) and now with the cheating, he has done every single thing I was worried about him doing whilst drunk. He's been arrested (and guess who's training to be a lawyer?!), got into a fight, not done any work and cheated on me. All in 2 months in a foreign country.
Honestly guys, I'm a really good girlfriend. I'm loving, caring and I would have done anything for him. His friends liked me, his family liked me, I trusted him and never nagged and never questioned his going out until it became a blatant alcohol addiction. We were great friends. We had great sex. We would have had a good future, but he has ruined absolutely everything.
It makes me think that 'nice guys really do finish last' and I need to be bitchier and more manipulative. I've been cheated on in my last two relationships and I've been nothing but a great girlfriend. I'm really crushed
ps. Oh and if there's any racist trolls around that have nothing to say but 'black men are all unfaithful!!!', this was a white guy. Just sayin.' Selfish, careless cheaters come in all races and sizes, yeah.
I loooooove Carl's Junior ... mmmmmmmmJust scarfed down a Carl's Junior portabella mushroom burger wrapped in lettuce in 2 minutes.. damn those are so yummy!!
I wish they werent....
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