So San Francisco has some of the filthiest people alive! We arrived and drank ridiculous amounts of vodka and swooned at all the cute asians with their impossibly high cheekbones and latino chicanas with their well sculpted eyebrows. We went to the Nob Hill Adult Theater, had our nails done in the Castro, bought cheap boxers at Macys, bought an iPod at possibly the cutest store in the world......... and on our last day in San Francisco, a homeless woman ran past us toward a grate and with a cheeky and knowing smile, hitched up her denim skirt and gushed out a massive piss in the middle of the street, in the middle of the day. Only in San Francisco!
Now we're in NYC - the city that neer sleeps. Lat night we headed to SBNY or Splash Bar as it's also known. We arrived to see an Easter show - A man was onstage depicting Jesus on the cross - loincloth and all - this Jesus however wanted some cock before dying and got blown on stage by someone who could hae been playing Judas but definitely not the Virgin Mary. Then to top it off, I went to the toilet and thought I saw my reflection in the urinal except this reflection had a cut cock and was about 20 lbs heavier than me. There was a window to the other urinal and this 'reflection' started wanking. I was truly gobsmacked - although it didn't stop me getting it sucked later on!! God Bless America!
Sunday, March 27, 2005
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Oh, you little whore! be safe, yada yada
can u come to chicago next time so we can hang out? it would be fabulous!
Only married women and whores wear black lingerie-Mother always said.
I only wore white and pink pastel no colorful flowered prints.
She forbid any of the children to wear garter belts."Whore belts" was what she called them.As we were required to wear nylon stockings most of the time this ban necessitated we wear girdles.
Not the small light girdles in the junior lingerie department either.
Seeing a light weight short open girdle with garters on a mannequin in the girl's department mom remarked loudly "Why I never! Not for any decent woman it is little more than a whore belt"
At least I was allowed to wear panty girdles albeit heavy panel and boned high waist long leg models often with a zipper and hook and eyes.
Mom would take me to the ladies department and carefully screen which girdles I might try on and buy.She brushed aside the sales woman's offer of lighter casual girdles and insist on the most constricting "iron maidens".
Often she was frustrated in her choices for me as the firmest girdles were not always available in size small xs and petite.
I was permitted a few smoother lighter brief style panty girdles for wear under my leotards and swimsuit.Any time I left the house Mom would require I lift my skirt or dress for inspection to make sure I was properly girdled.
Prada Prada Prada
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