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Oh my god. Thursday night was amazing. So amazing that I can't actually believe it occurred, upon recalling the events. Two male friends, four pills each, pool and spa, but alas, no swimmers! Underwear worn, then discarded. Lots of booze. The next morning, I had a huge circular bruise on my left bicep, that I only vaguely remember getting.
A gloriously debauched evening (an evening that lasted well into Friday morning, I think we went to bed around seven). If someone had choreographed it, that night could not have been any better (ok, the lack of actual sex was a little disappointing, but also exciting...in anticipation of next time!) Being single for the first time in four years after a relationship that lacked sex for a LONG time, I've turned into a filthy slut (again)! I don't mind though, I have so much fun.
A gloriously debauched evening (an evening that lasted well into Friday morning, I think we went to bed around seven). If someone had choreographed it, that night could not have been any better (ok, the lack of actual sex was a little disappointing, but also exciting...in anticipation of next time!) Being single for the first time in four years after a relationship that lacked sex for a LONG time, I've turned into a filthy slut (again)! I don't mind though, I have so much fun.