Nothing out of the ordinary happened last night. We talked about everything, but family came up quite abit so crushing him didn't feel quite right. All the same I made it clear that if a guy doesn't understand basic English, I'll make my feelings clear with knee-testicle contact. You don't respect me, I don't respect your ability to reproduce.
That caused him to keep his distance. However, it started pissing it down, we were outside, I got soaked and due to a great combination of being wet to the skin and having body fat nowhere but my tits, I got freezing cold. I gave him a hug partially for warmth and his hands decided to go a little lower than they should, so I told him to stop, and with the threat of my knee fresh in his mind, he did. An identical situation arose when his face buried itself in my neck. He also tried eating my hair, but that's a whole different league. Either way, he knows I'm not interested and he's got his girlfriend, so it's all dandy.
Sunday, 4 October 2009
W: Part Two
Posted by Skinny.Melon.Biris at 19:00
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