10 Inches Minimum and Mint Imperials

It would appear the time for a proper catch-up has come. I have not heard from W all week and I won't until tomorrow night, he knows I have alot of work at the moment and he knows how important these things are to me.

Yesterday morning I found out that my teacher has spent over three weeks teaching me something that is not on my syllabus. He started the morning lesson with an apology. I was not impressed. At all.

On a much cheerier note I recently saw a poster which started with: "How many inches do you have? You should have at least 10 inches..." Breathe easy guys, it's about insulation, but it made me double take.

On another note, I acquainted myself with this guy, call him T. Really nice, easy going, good-looking. Got to know him a little, asked if he fancied meeting up for a shag. Turns out he has a girlfriend. Perhaps I should find out this detail before asking if people want to screw.

I'm going on the bio trip on Monday, and I sat down at a table in the library. The guy (he can be Bio Guy) I sat next recognized me from the trip meeting (I guess between sitting on the table and the short blonde hair I stand out a little) and struck up conversation. When it was time to go I scrawled my number into his biology book just in case he wanted to get in touch sometime. Fingers crossed.

Now it's been quite a while since a certain root vegetable adventure shocked everyone that knows me. I have another tip for all you horny girls (and don't pretend you're not). It's one I discovered during my GCSEs. Instead of gum or boiled candy, I went for mint imperials. So one night I was easing the stress, you all know what I like, and I just slipped one in. Not only was my cum minty fresh for days, but it tingled really well. Just little pulsations throbbing through me. Delicious.