Back home on the range.
So I came back to my hometown for the summer, managed to get myself a job in a hotel. I was at a hen night then a wedding on friday night, by feck I was well hammered! I looked hot though, hair all straight, wearin a dress. Woke up in an old school friends appartment an 10:30am, dunno where the hell she'd went! recounting the nights events; via flashbacks, I made my way back to my best mates house, still half drunk, to ask what happened. When I got there I realised I had left an item of underwear at the old friends apartment...oh, shite. I didn't really like this girl at school and her locally notorious family(who don't know about her penchant for the femmenine) all live around me. The embarrassment! There was no way I was callin back to her appartment to ask for my bra! pfft! And I haven't seen her since. My mate had to fill in the events leading up to our disappearance. Uuber brash displays of sapphic behaviour at an exclusively hetero party..love it!
Then I had to work that same day at 4pm. Went to bed and just about got up in time. Still a bit drunk, I was! had to work a 10 hour shift *shudders*
Then I had to work that same day at 4pm. Went to bed and just about got up in time. Still a bit drunk, I was! had to work a 10 hour shift *shudders*