Mr. Awesome is already online, which makes me all giddy for some reason. I know what’s coming now, I just don’t know how yet. We talk, I blush on camera, he gives me sexual assignments to please him, I get off, he gets off. Conversation done. Rinse and repeat. We’ve been d...
Or rather, down my stomach and onto my fat ass. I’ve been drowning myself in it, as well as Doritos, coffee, and the occasional martini while sobbing with Stephanie. Every sip was another sentence to tell, and every time it got too much, I just took another sip to quell my anger and sadness. &nbs...