~ Samantha ~ (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sinfulxxxtacy) wrote,@ 2006-03-04 12:42:00 |
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The Brigitte Chronicles
I finally had to update the Sinful Phone Slut website. It does look fabulous, doesn't it? And no, I wasn't particularly bothered by all the slanderous things that tart Brig wrote on the front page. I actually think it's cute when she gets all feisty.
I have to say, I was very happy with the design of the page, but the temporary page text she put up for me was really disturbing. First of all, it made me sound way too sweet and bubbly. She sprinkled three to four exclamation points over every couple of sentences, for God's sake. I am just not that enthusiastic. But most beastly of all, she used the word 'earge'. Can anyone tell me what the hell that is? Surely she didn't just make it up, did she? I've an urge to throttle the little twit, but so far, I'm resisting. After all, I do like the poor challenged little thing.
Brig & I have had a great time at Mardi Gras, and yes, fucking her has been divine. She tastes good, she sounds hot and she looks perfect when she's sprawled, exhausted, on my bed post-cum. But there have been a few problems already. First of all, she has pink luggage.
Pink luggage is just antisocial. Good breeding dictates that I grab at least one of her suitcases when I pick her up at the airport, right? Unfortunately, I refuse to be seen hauling around that big lunk of pink bubblegumminess so the little tart had to struggle with them all herself.
And also? I swear to God, her suitcase is the same exact shade of pink as her pussy. I'm all for accessorizing, but that's just ridiculous.
I know I haven't been around much this week and I realize it's traumatizing the fuck out of you guys. I'll be taking a few calls late Wednesday & Thursday nights from the hotel. E-mail me if you're desperate and I'll try to fit you in. Otherwise I'll be back Friday night.
Oh and since I have done my part and updated my journal, now it's your turn to do something nice for me. Click here to vote for me on Phone Sex Central. Just type in the code & hit enter. You never know. If you boys vote me high enough, I may come back and update again. You can vote every four to five hours, so get your asses in gear and I'll write soon about all the little whores I've been fucking lately, like Jerome. God, I can't wait to tell you about his ass.
I finally had to update the Sinful Phone Slut website. It does look fabulous, doesn't it? And no, I wasn't particularly bothered by all the slanderous things that tart Brig wrote on the front page. I actually think it's cute when she gets all feisty.
I have to say, I was very happy with the design of the page, but the temporary page text she put up for me was really disturbing. First of all, it made me sound way too sweet and bubbly. She sprinkled three to four exclamation points over every couple of sentences, for God's sake. I am just not that enthusiastic. But most beastly of all, she used the word 'earge'. Can anyone tell me what the hell that is? Surely she didn't just make it up, did she? I've an urge to throttle the little twit, but so far, I'm resisting. After all, I do like the poor challenged little thing.
Brig & I have had a great time at Mardi Gras, and yes, fucking her has been divine. She tastes good, she sounds hot and she looks perfect when she's sprawled, exhausted, on my bed post-cum. But there have been a few problems already. First of all, she has pink luggage.
Pink luggage is just antisocial. Good breeding dictates that I grab at least one of her suitcases when I pick her up at the airport, right? Unfortunately, I refuse to be seen hauling around that big lunk of pink bubblegumminess so the little tart had to struggle with them all herself.
And also? I swear to God, her suitcase is the same exact shade of pink as her pussy. I'm all for accessorizing, but that's just ridiculous.
I know I haven't been around much this week and I realize it's traumatizing the fuck out of you guys. I'll be taking a few calls late Wednesday & Thursday nights from the hotel. E-mail me if you're desperate and I'll try to fit you in. Otherwise I'll be back Friday night.
Oh and since I have done my part and updated my journal, now it's your turn to do something nice for me. Click here to vote for me on Phone Sex Central. Just type in the code & hit enter. You never know. If you boys vote me high enough, I may come back and update again. You can vote every four to five hours, so get your asses in gear and I'll write soon about all the little whores I've been fucking lately, like Jerome. God, I can't wait to tell you about his ass.
