i forgot to tell you how i broke the chair. ;)
Replaced all the batteries in the toys today. They were ALL dead. I found a pack of batteries that I bought while I was shopping with my grandmother that i'd forgotten about! Hahah I am cleaning my room. It's a MESS. And when I say that, I'm not joking. if you could see it, you'd all be like "how can you LIVE like that?" Suffice it to say, I'm hardly ever in here! ;)
So anyway... the whole bad night which i alluded to in my last post (the one where I swore off having sex with randoms) was not without its amusing bright spots. I thought I'd tell you my amusing tale of breaking the furniture during a sexual endeavor. *laughs*
So this guy... we'll call him Matt. Cause that's his name... we started making out and things quickly started escalating. I don't really remember how or why this all started... hallo, we were drunk. (as usual) So at one point, we're in the closet, because that was the only actual closed off "room" in KB's apartment. Well-- he was like shoving me into her clothes up against her dresser, and there's a mirror on the back of her bathroom door (yes it's in the closet... need i remind you, it's a loft?) and so i'm watching myself in the mirror. And he happens to catch sight of me watching the mirror and he's like "oh my god are you watching yourself in the mirror?"
So of course i'm like "uh yeah..." and added my cute girlie giggle and he was like... out of his mind. *laughs*
Well then someone busts in needing to go to the bathroom, so we retreat to a chair out in the little dining room area. He's sitting in the chair and I'm on his lap, straddling him and we're all over each other... and all of the sudden... CRRRRRACK! The chair breaks! And I go: "Uh, K? We um, broke your chair." And she yells down: "I don't care! Break another one!" lol. So we ended up back in the closet... and that's really it... The rest of the experience wasn't quite so great considering the way it went down. I didn't want to have sex with him. He wasn't prepared to take no for an answer... and his friends were complete rude assholes. Let's just say I drove home at 8:30 am bawling my eyes out after sending them home in a cab.
But the beginning of it makes for a great story... *laughs*
So anyway... the whole bad night which i alluded to in my last post (the one where I swore off having sex with randoms) was not without its amusing bright spots. I thought I'd tell you my amusing tale of breaking the furniture during a sexual endeavor. *laughs*
So this guy... we'll call him Matt. Cause that's his name... we started making out and things quickly started escalating. I don't really remember how or why this all started... hallo, we were drunk. (as usual) So at one point, we're in the closet, because that was the only actual closed off "room" in KB's apartment. Well-- he was like shoving me into her clothes up against her dresser, and there's a mirror on the back of her bathroom door (yes it's in the closet... need i remind you, it's a loft?) and so i'm watching myself in the mirror. And he happens to catch sight of me watching the mirror and he's like "oh my god are you watching yourself in the mirror?"
So of course i'm like "uh yeah..." and added my cute girlie giggle and he was like... out of his mind. *laughs*
Well then someone busts in needing to go to the bathroom, so we retreat to a chair out in the little dining room area. He's sitting in the chair and I'm on his lap, straddling him and we're all over each other... and all of the sudden... CRRRRRACK! The chair breaks! And I go: "Uh, K? We um, broke your chair." And she yells down: "I don't care! Break another one!" lol. So we ended up back in the closet... and that's really it... The rest of the experience wasn't quite so great considering the way it went down. I didn't want to have sex with him. He wasn't prepared to take no for an answer... and his friends were complete rude assholes. Let's just say I drove home at 8:30 am bawling my eyes out after sending them home in a cab.
But the beginning of it makes for a great story... *laughs*