13 Reasons Why

I have been asked by folks why I think that an encounter with a tranny and PG will never happen. First of all, I don’t just think that it won’t happen. I know it won’t. How do I know this? Let me count the ways.

  1. If you have read my blog long enough, you should know that PG has little free time and that some of our meetings happen with less than an hour’s notice. I can barely manage my time, much less coordinating the schedule with another person.
  2. How in the actual fuck does one hire a tranny, anyway? I mean, I’m not living in fucking Bangkok where they’re everywhere (according to my friend, that is) and ready to go at a second’s notice. #wheremytranniesat
  3. You know that PG cancels frequently at the last minute, right? If he cancels on me, that’s one thing, but to cancel on me and a tranny? Fuck. I am not dealing with an angry tranny.
  4. Um, he’s, like, practically living with his fiancée. Once she moves in, all bets are off. In fact, I believe that PG and Orangina are going to be buying a house together, so, yeah, that will likely be sacred ground in PG’s mind. I doubt he’d let me into that space.
  5. He’s just fantasizing while he rubs out a quick nutt.
  6. Frankly, I’m not actually certain that *I* want to fuck a tranny. If I am not down with it, then PG won’t be, either.
  7. Trannies aren’t exactly reliable. If I actually manage to schedule one, will she show up on time and appear exactly as she represented? I don’t want to hire a 10 and end up with a questionable 4. PG already has a questionable 4: me!
  8. Once I actually get to PG’s house, he rarely has more than an hour. Even if he says that he has X time available, once I am there, that often changes. One time as I was getting ready to leave his place, he got a call from Orangina saying that she was on her way to see him. #awkward The shenanigans with three people require more time than with just two people.
  9. Maybe PG doesn’t actually want it at all. Perhaps he is offering up different scenarios to test my limits, figuring that there’s no way I’d do XXX or YYY.
  10. The encounter MUST be at his house and he’d never consider my house or a hotel as an option. Again, this goes back to logistics.
  11. Location, location location. Just how many submissive, hot, young trannies with big tits and a functional cock do you think are living in the suburbs of Philadelphia, anyway? I know we’d have luck finding someone appropriate in Las Vegas, but it is clear that he is chained to Orangina and he would not come to Vegas without her for any reason. #ballandchain
  12. I just don’t have that kind of luck: to find a hot AF bisexual man who wants to suck a cock and get fucked by a cock while I am there participating?! I am a very twisted individual. I have made self-proclaimed straight men suck dick for me back in my Dominatrix days because it pleased me so. I do love a bisexual guy; however, PG would never classify himself as such. I’m sure he’d be insulted by the mere suggestion of his bi-ness.
  13. What’s next? I mean, if we do this, how much does it raise the bar? Will he want to do incredibly twisted things that go beyond both of our limits? If so, will I agree to these things or bail out? Would our “regular” sexual trysts now be so passé that he’d lose interest in me completely?

You may recall some of the texting frenzies about piss play. That’s never happened yet, either. Neither has the bean bunging thing…but in fairness, I haven’t been back home since we first texted about it.

Oh, and…I may have done obscene things with the sculpture in my hotel room last night and sent pics to PG. 😏 😮 🤷 Don’t you judge me…I cleaned it thoroughly, FFS. I’m not an animal.

finger of doom
This is why we can’t have nice things.

I’ll keep you posted on the potential #beanbunging situation.

…and always remember: Ho is life, y’all!

Sluttily yours,
#notesfromaslut #honeytoes #hoislife

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