I mean, is he? A wanker, I mean. Is PG just a #wanker offering up more and more perverse fantasies via text as he rubs out a quick one? Am I falling for his #wank bait? I don't know. I mean, I think I know. I think that his texts are the truth. Oy vey.… Continue reading Just a wanker?
I mean. Y'all. I - I - I - I mean...Holy. Flaming. Shit nipples. *sigh* Okay, calm down, Honeytoes. Let's just breathe here. *sigh* Oh. Wait. Before we get into this, let me just give you a little interesting piece of information about today. If you don't already hate PG, this ought to seal the… Continue reading Surprise, surprise, surprise!
O ye gods! My evening with Plane Guy tonight is no more, but I am not surprised. I texted him early today to ask what time I should arrive at his place. "Don't know" was the response. I asked if we were still on and I got a terse, "Let you know." I knew then… Continue reading Frustration!
...pation! After my July 4th sexual reawakening by Plane Guy (PG), my thoughts were absolutely frantic. The only thing I thought of was him and the next time I might see him. We exchanged a few texts while he was still in Vegas and I was back home trying to work. (I work from home… Continue reading Oh, the sweet, sweet antici…
My slutdom started many years ago. We'll get to that another time. For now, let me tell you about how I met Plane Guy (not his real name, obvi) in July 2016. I go to Las Vegas (LAS) a few times a year. I don’t gamble, I drink very little, and I have no need… Continue reading Meeting Plane Guy