I've recently discovered Japanese food. I don't know how I have ever lived life without this stuff. Not only is the food damn good, but those Japanese people sure are a happy bunch. I've never understood how a group of people could be so happy. Especially after their country was blown to hell and back by an atomic bomb. I love how Japanese women never look old. They can be over the hill and they still look like a spring chicken. I don't know how they do it, but it certainly is nothing short of amazing.

Jason, my boyfriend said that he had a special treat for me. He was going to take me to this special Japanese restaurant place. Jason also said that there was a kinky surprise waiting for me. This kind of took me by surprise. I've never heard of such a thing. I asked him if I should get dressed up and he said no. Jason then gave me an outfit to wear. It was a traditional Japanese outfit that looked great. I don't know if I would wear such a thing in public, but for wearing around the house it would be great. Jason said that I had to wear this when we went out for this special treat. That got me thinking a little, but I didn't allow it to not make me want to go. I don't know why, but I found all of this kind of interesting.

“Let's head on out in about ten minutes,” Jason said as he walked up the stairs to our bedroom.

“Are you going to put your outfit on?” I asked as I watched him go up the stairs.

“Yes, that's what I'm going to do now.” Jason said as he walked into our bedroom.

I wasn't going to go up to our bedroom to put on the outfit. I figured I would just put it on in the living room. No need to go all the way upstairs to just throw on this robe like thing. I wasn't sure if I should wear my panties and bra underneath this thing or not. I put it on and looked down at my chest. I figured that it would be a good idea to keep them on. That way if something happened we needed to get out of the car, nothing would fall out. That wouldn't be a good thing for me, but a good thing for anyone looking. I didn't feel like putting on a show for the world to see.

We hopped into the car and off we went. I still didn't know where we were going. We drove for about a half hour and I was still puzzled. I asked Jason where we were going and he wouldn't tell me. He just said that we would be getting there shortly. We have never went out of town for our Japanese food. There is a nice little Japanese restaurant near the mall that we go to. I was starting to wonder where he heard of this Japanese place that we were going to. It was so far away, that I knew he couldn't have stumbled upon it. He could have seen an advertisement for it some where, but it wouldn't make sense that he actually wanted to go there. We had no way of knowing if there food was any better than the local shop that we go to.

When we rolled into the driveway of a house, I was even more puzzled. I thought we were going to a restaurant, not someone's house. All this time I thought I was going to be eating at a fancy Japanese restaurant. I thought everyone would be wearing this traditional Japanese stuff, like we were wearing. Well, I could see that those ideas where shot to the wind. I kept trying to think what he was up to, but nothing came into mind. We walked up to the door and Jason let us in. The door wasn't even locked. There were lights on in some of the rooms while other rooms were pitch dark. I looked into the windows while we were walking up to the house, but I couldn't see anything inside that seemed out of the ordinary. I saw a television, but it was turned off. A dinning room table, but there was no food on it. Everything looked like a place where the people weren't home.

I had a strange feeling go through me as we walked through the house. It almost like how the actors pretend they feel in low budget horror flicks. They act afraid, but you know it is all an act. Between the bad acting and the piss poor effects, no one with a right mind would think that it all was real. I looked around the house and nothing seemed out of place. It looked like a house that people lived in. There was a coffee table with opened letters on it. Like someone had went through their bills that came in the mail that day. There was even a newspaper that was neatly folded on the couch. As if someone had bought it, but hasn't had the chance to read it.

I wasn't able to get the nerve to say anything to Jason. I trust him, at least I did trust him. My trust in him was wavering at this point. Even though I felt like I knew him better than my own self, I still couldn't help but feel this was all too weird for me. Almost as if, I was being betrayed some how. Maybe someone would jump from behind a closed door and slit my throat. I know that sounds silly, but when you're in a situation like this, you never know what can happen.

I wanted to freeze and then run in the other direction. This was getting way too spooky for me. I've never been to this place and I don't even recognize this part of town. I've been to this city before, but I don't know anyone here. We walked down a flight of stairs and I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. I was so nervous, my palms were almost dripping with sweat. I slid my hand down the banister as we walked down the stairs. The banister was clean and smooth, like someone had waxed it recently. Once we got down stairs, we turned and things looked familiar. Not because I was ever in this place, but because it looked like the Japanese restaurant. Part of me wanted to sigh in relief and the other part tried to understand why everything looked the way it did. This certainly was the most strange thing I have ever seen in my life.

Jason slowly opened the door and I saw what looked like the inside of the Japanese restaurant. The area where we go in and eat. They have separate rooms for each of the customers. You can eat at the counter if you like, but we always go to one of the special rooms. I looked around and couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was so beautiful, but it was also almost exactly like the restaurant that we go to. I looked around some more and I got the shit scared out of me. There was a woman laying on a table covered with Japanese food. Not just any woman, but a woman that we used to have three ways with. It blew my mind. I haven't seen or heard from her in many years. She raised up and gave us a smile, but was very cautious so that none of the food fell on the floor.

“You really had me fooled!” I said as I looked down at Kelly.

“We knew you would be. Jason called me up and asked if I would like to get together again with you two. Dig in before the food goes bad,” Kelly said as I looked at all of the food on her body.

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It was my birthday. Us ladies don't like to tell our age, but I turned 35. Most people say that I don't look 35, post people think I'm in my early twenties. I was even asked for my I.D. a few times last year when I went to a bar. I don't mind telling people how old I am, I like to see the shock on their faces when they hear my age.

I had a little birthday party, nothing to major. Friends and family came over for ice cream and cake. We ate, we talked, you know the usual birthday stuff. I asked everyone before hand if they would give me money instead of a gift. I told them that I was having problems making ends meet, so I needed some extra money. That really wasn't the truth, I had an idea that I was going to use the money on. An idea that if all went right, would rock my fucking world.

The party lasted for a few hours. The party was over when the cake and ice cream ran out. You know how people are, once the free food is all they leave. I didn't mind, they were getting on my nerves anyway. I just wanted some peace and quite for myself. At least until my fun was to begin.

I took a nap, that way I would have plenty of energy. I might look like I am still young, but my body doesn't feel that way. I'm not the spring chicken that I used to be. Looks can be deceiving, you know. I took a nap on the couch with the TV on. Sometimes I like to take naps with a little background noise going on. I don't know why that is, maybe because it makes me feel like I'm not alone. Sometimes I turn the TV on or play some music while I'm doing house work. If I had a husband or a man in my life, I probably wouldn't need those things to keep me company.

I decided that for my birthday, I wanted to call an escort service. Not just any escort service, but one that had men. Yes, I was going to get myself two high priced whores. But, after all, it was my birthday. I deserve a little fun every now and then. A woman needs to be fucked good every now and then. If she doesn't, then she will become a bitch.

I haven't had sex in a long time. Longer than I am willing to admit. I wish that I was able to have a steady relationship with a man, but it hasn't happened. Not yet at least. I try to find good men, but maybe that is my problem.

Maybe my problem finding a good man is that I try to hard. Maybe I should just relax and forgot about looking. The last time I tried that I found a man that broke my heart. At least these escort guys can't break my heart.

I called them on the phone and asked for two of their guys with the biggest dicks. I told them that it was my birthday and I wanted to have some fun. Some fun with some well hung guys that is. The escort service said the men would be over in about a half hour. That was actually quicker than I had expected. I thought that these guys would take a few hours to get here.

I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I put on some perfume and put on some makeup. I wanted to look good when they escorts came over. I also put on some music, but wasn't sure what to put on. Everything that I heard on the radio, reminded me of porno music. But, maybe that was because I was thinking too much about having sex with the escorts.

I heard my door bell ring almost thirty minutes after I placed my call. Actually, I would be willing to bet that it was thirty minutes exactly since I called the escort service. I don't know though, because I wasn't keeping track.

“Hello!” I said as I opened the door.

It was them, two hot studs who were going to fuck my brains loose. I let them in the house and I checked them over. They were well built, actually one of the guys looked like he was a construction worker. He had what almost looked like a construction worker costume on. He was wearing a plaid flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. The other guy looked kind of like a biker. Not like the bikers that you normally see, he was clean and very well groomed. Actually both of the guys were well groomed.

“What can we do for you?” The biker guy asked.

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My boyfriend Eddy got a brand new car. I told him that we couldn't afford it, but he went and got it anyway. Eddy said that he just had to have this car. He saw it when him and a friend went to car lots to just look around. Just look around my ass! I wish I could say that I just went to the store to look around but decided that I needed a new fur coat. I'm sure he would go along with that. Yeah, right! I know Eddy better than that. I guess I shouldn't be too upset. I mean, he promised to pay for it with his own money. We both have jobs and he said that he wouldn't make me pay for any of it. I told him that if I had to pay on it, I get to drive it. Eddy told me that there was no way in hell he was going to let a woman drive his car. Eddy, he thinks that all women are bad drivers. I don't know where he got that from. Probably from one of his buddies, because I've heard him say it too.

“I've got something to ask you?” Eddy asked.

“What now?” I asked.

“Can you call up Shirley and ask if she would like to fuck in my new car?” Eddy asked.

“You and this new car. I suppose I can give her a call.” I said as I shook my head back and forth.

I've been having a relationship with a woman named Shirley. We have been going together for about the past six months. Actually, Eddy and I kind of are. I'm bisexual and I allow him to fuck her as well. The relationship is getting pretty deep, but she is afraid to move in with us. You see, her family doesn't know she is bisexual. They think that she is only into men. They also think that she has no man in her life. If they know what she was doing, they would blow their lids. I'm not sure why it matters, but it matters to her. I've met Shirley's family and they seem like nice people. Her dad is a hard working man and her mom is a nice sweet lady. Actually, they seem like the perfect television couple.

I called Shirley up on the phone and asked her if she would be up for having sex in the new car. Shirley asked if that was a little too kinky. I told her it probably was, but that wasn't going to stop Eddy. She knows how Eddy is when it comes to sex. He likes to fuck just about every where he can think of. I'm the same way too, but not when it comes to Shirley. I know that she only likes to do it in public when she is in the mood for it. One time I ate her pussy as she sat on a slide in a park. You wouldn't believe the looks that we got when I ate her pussy. One time she fingered me while we were in the mall. We were sitting on a bench and she put her hand underneath my coat and fingered me until I had an orgasm. I don't know if anyone knew what we were doing or not. I tried to not act like it felt good or any of that.

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My girlfriend Katie and I joined a fetish club not too long ago. We have been living together for about two years now. We dated for about six months before she moved in with me. We are both bisexual, but we prefer women. Hence, the reason why we are living together. Every now and then we do get a craving for dick. We used to have a friend that would come over and lay it to us when we needed it. He got married almost a year ago. So, we haven't been able to get any off of him. It was a shotgun wedding, as some might call it. He got some chick pregnant and they got married. We had a few other guys since, but they all turned out to be duds. Not one of them were men that we could have a long term relationship with.

Katie heard about the fetish club from someone where she works. They said that it was a great way to meet other people that have the same interests. We are pretty open minded when it comes to sex. I'm sure that isn't too hard to believe since we are bisexual. We have met this man through the fetish club. I'm going to call him Bob, even though that's not his real name. I'm sure he wouldn't want the entire world to know what he is up to. Sex is one of those things that people don't like to talk about. I'm the type of person that is really open when it comes to sex. But, you never know how some people might react. I know Bob is pretty open minded, but I also know that he has a good job. He might loose his job if his boss knew what he was up to. Some bosses can be real assholes, but I'm sure you know that. Everyone has dealt with at least one asshole boss in their lifetime. I know I've dealt with my fair share.

Bob asked if we could come over to his place. Bob said that he wanted to have sex with us, that is if we wanted to. That is one of the nice things about the fetish club, everyone is so open and honest. I know I could have told Bob no and he wouldn't have gotten upset. While we don't know Bob all that well, I do feel like he is becoming a good friend. The type of guy that we would invite over for supper and chit chat about life and all that. The kind of guy who you would ask to barrow a cup of sugar off of, if he was your neighbor. When I was younger, I would have been turned off by him and thought he was a pervert. Even though I was opened minded about my sexuality, I wasn't very open minded when it came to sex in general. Katie has helped me open my mind up to a lot of things. My life is so much better now. I haven't had better sex in my entire life and I'm happier also. Not just because of the sex, but because I am more open with my feelings. I can tell Katie if I'm having a bad day or to stay away because I feel like a bitch. I couldn't have told anyone that I was feeling bitchy. It would have made me feel uncomfortable being that open with someone.

Sometimes I feel that Bob is the man that we have been wanting. He has a wife, but she hasn't joined us yet. She has watched, but that is about it. Bob's wife played with her pussy as she watched all of us go at it. I wanted to give her wet pussy a few licks, but she says that she likes to watch Bob fuck other women. Every now and then she will join in on the fun if she gets aroused enough. I'm not sure how you could watch three people having sex and not get so aroused that you have to join in. Maybe she is nervous or something, I don't know. She doesn't seem like she has a problem with her husband having sex with us. If anything, I think she enjoys it more than he does. One time she told Katie that she could smell her pussy from across the room. Katie rubbed her finger up and down her slit and put it under Bob's wife's nose. I thought for sure that she was going to start messing around with Katie, but she didn't. I know if I was her, there wouldn't have been any way I could have held myself back.

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I really shouldn't be telling you guys this. I will have to use fake names, so no one will be able to figure out who I am. If something like this got out, I would never hear the end of it. I come from a good family, a good family that would disown me if they knew what I am about to tell you. So, don't ask for my real name or any of that shit. I'm not going to tell you! Oh, also the people's names have been changed so you can't figure out who they are. I'm no fool, I've taken every step to make sure no one finds out about this. But, I'm sure you will enjoy every word of what I'm about to tell you.

I've been having this fantasy for the past few years. I haven't acted on it because I was with a man at the time. I told him about it, but he thought it was gross. Sometimes I had to make sure he wasn't a fag, that is how sexually boring he was. This guy didn't do shit to me. I mean, he rarely even went down on me. I'm a kinky girl, I'll admit that. But, I like to have my pussy eaten from time to time. I see nothing wrong with that, not a thing. I sucked his cock, so he should have ate my pussy. I'll tell you one thing, his cock didn't always taste good. Sometimes he would ask me to suck his dick after he worked up a sweat doing something. I didn't turn him down, even though I thought it was disgusting.

I have to tell you this story about my ex-boyfriend. It won't take long, but it is a good one. One time he thought we would get really kinky, he said really fucking kinky. I got excited and wondered what he was going to do to me. I'll cut to the chase, no need to waste your time. His surprise was, a glow in the dark condom. Yes, that was his idea of kinky. It wasn't wild anal sex or watching a porno movie. No, it was a glow in the dark condom. That was a real fucking let down, but not the only one. I won't waste your time with the other shit that he did.

I've been seeing this guy, let's call him Mark. That isn't his real name, but I'm not going to tell you his real name. I've been fucking Mark for a few months now. He is the cute athletic kind of guy. He works out and all that stuff. I'm into hunks with nice bodies. I can't tell a lie, I am crazy for men like Mark. I'm the kind of girl who only cares about a man's body. I don't give a fuck what kind of job he has or if he has money. That shit don't matter when he is pounding the fuck out of my tight little pussy. Anyway, I have enough money of my own. I definitely don't need his!

I've been having this fantasy where I have sex with two people at one time. I want to fuck both a man and a woman. I've never been with a woman, but I really want to.

I tried to get my ex-boyfriend to do it, but he wouldn't. As you can imagine, he thought that it was too kinky. Remember, this is the guy who thought a glow in the dark condom was kinky. He was a cute, well built man, but not my type. Not a good match for someone who is wild in the sack.

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I'm a bartender at a high class restaurant. This isn't the normal beer joint that you might be thinking of. This is the type of bar where people order fancy mixed drinks and leave big tips. I've worked in a few beer joints in my day. I've always wanted to be a bartender since I saw one on television when I was a kid. I remember how fascinated I was when I would watch westerns with my dad. The men always drank heavily and the women were always sexy. My mom would always tell my dad that she wished he drooled over her half as much as he did the babes in the westerns. It wouldn't be a long time until I understood what she meant.

I went to work like I normally do. Looking forward to serving my customers. This isn't the type of place where people get drunk. People come and have a few drinks, loosen up a bit. They talk to me or who ever is in the bar. A lot of people come up to the bar after they have finished their meals. Very few people stop in just for a drink. I guess that's because we are mostly known as a restaurant and not as a bar. Though, it does get pretty crowded on the weekends. People like to come out for a bite to eat and have a drink or two. Especially when it's summer time and no one wants to cook in a hot kitchen. The bar is always cool as a cucumber, no matter how hot it is outside.

“What kind of beer do you have on tap?” A nice looking black man asked.

“What are you looking for? We have both domestic and imports on tap,” I said as I watched him sit down at the counter.

“Hook me up with an import. Give me what you think is the best.” The man said as he looked at me in a sexual way.

I'm the type of person who loves to drink. I shouldn't say it like that, but I think you know what I mean. I love to have a beer or a glass of wine. I usually don't get drunk, but I will sip on a drink when I get off of work. Sometimes I come home and mix myself a drink and feel like I'm back at work. Usually I just pour myself a glass of red wine or drink a bottle of beer. I think a drink each day is good for the nerves. I've read where a drink a day will make you live to a ripe old age. But, I'm not sure if I believe that. I don't know if alcohol can do such a thing or not. I would like to hope so, but I won't be holding my breath.

I handed him a glass of beer and he took one sip and looked at me. I wasn't sure if he liked the beer or if he thought it was awful. He took another sip and gave me a big smile. That's when I knew that he liked it. The man drank the beer as I wiped off the counter. I told him not to worry, I would clean his side when he was done.

“How are you doing?” Matty asked as she walked up to the man.

“Not bad. How are you?” The man asked.

“Not bad at all. In fact, I'm good now that you are here Charles.

“This is Charles. He is a long time friend of mine,” Matty said as she introduced us.

“Nice to meet you.” I said as I continued cleaning.

I usually have quite a bit of stuff to do right before we close. I watched Matty flirt with Charles and it got me to wondering. Why would they do such a thing in a public place like this? I over heard her talking about his cock and what she would do to it. I've never heard Matty say such things before. In fact, I always thought she was a lesbian. We had a fling about a week ago, but it wasn't nothing major. She felt me up and fingered me until I came. It wasn't ground breaking or anything like that, but it did feel good. I listened to them talk some more and it blew my mind. Charles was asking her if she wanted him to eat her pussy.

“Why don't you two go in the bathroom and fuck already!” I said as I listened to them talk dirty.

“Why go to the bathroom? We can fuck right here and you can join us,” Matty said with a silly smirk.

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I've got a little secret to tell you. I've been doing porn movies. Don't you tell anyone, because I don't want my family to find out. I'm sure one of these days they will find out. But, I don't want them to find out now. I'm sure it would break my mother's heart if she knew what her baby daughter was up to. I'm not much of a baby any more, but she thinks I am. As you can see in these pictures, I'm nothing but pure woman. I've learned to be comfortable with my sexuality. I'm not ashamed of my body anymore. Especially since now I'm making money because of it.

These are from a movie that I just shot. I'll let you in on a little sneak peak. This movie won't be in stores until sometime next year. Sorry I don't have the movie to show you, but the company won't let me show it to you. They gave me these pictures to use if I wanted to promote the movie. I'll give you the low down on what happened. I'll try to remember the dialog the best that I can. I'm sure that I'll mess up here and there, but it's the best I can do.

My costars in this film are Candy and Peter. I've worked with them on a few movie sets in the past. I like to work with people that I know. That way I know I'm not going to catch something. You never know with some of these people I work with. They will fuck anything with a pulse. Me, I'm more careful who I have sex with. Both on film and off. I always make sure that my costars are always checked. They must show me the paper work first, that way I know they are clean. I've heard of a few people catching something on a movie set. That's not going to happen to me. Life is too short to loose it because of some sex.

I got on the set a few hours before the shoot. I like to get there early so I can take a shower and do my makeup. I like to do my own makeup, that way I can make myself look good. Some of these makeup artists don't know what the fuck they are doing. They don't know lip stick from eye shadow. I don't wear a lot of makeup as you can see, but I like a little. I think the right shade of lipstick really brings out the color in my face. I also like just a little eye color to bring out the color of my hair. I also like to take an enema before I do my work. I used to only use one if I planned on doing an anal sex scene. But, now I always do one. You never know when an accident can take place. I like to make sure things roll as smoothly as possible. I also like to give my pussy a quick shave in the shower. I like to make sure that my pussy is as smooth as possible. I think a hairless pussy looks the best on the screen.

“How are you doing today?” Peter asked as he walked into my dressing room.

“Not too bad. How about yourself?” I asked.

“Pretty good. I'm looking forward to working with you.” Peter said as he stood next to me.

I looked up at Peter and he was looking as good as he always does. I've heard that Peter is also bisexual, but I don't know for sure. That could explain why he always looks so good. His muscles are always toned before a shoot and is hair is perfect. I mean, look at his hair. There isn't a single hair on that man's head that is out of place. I wish I could find a man like him for a boyfriend. I have a woman in my life, but it isn't very serious. She is in the biz and we have been fooling around off and on for a few months. I think she is a hot piece of ass, but I don't know if she is serious dating material. She is a little wild for me. That's saying a lot. As you can see in these pictures, I'm not exactly a prude.

“Hello Candy,” I said as Candy walked into my dressing room.

“Looks like we had the same idea,” Candy said as she looked up at Peter.

“I guess so.” Peter said while raising one of his eye brows.

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My friend Angie asked if I would go on a cruise trip with her. I told her that I didn't have the money, but she said not to worry about that. Angie said she won tickets to go on a cruise from one of the local radio stations. There was some call in contest where she had to answer some questions. I figured what the hell, I would go on the trip with her. No reason not to, especially since I didn't have to pay one red cent to go along.

Even though I haven't mentioned it, Angie and I have a fling going on. Even though we are friends, we have sex. I would say that we are more than friends, but I think she is in denial. She likes women, but she doesn't admit it to her friends and family. Only to the chicks she has sex with. Which of course, they know that she is into chicks. I won't bore you with everything that I did from the time I got the clothes till the time I got on the ship. Nothing really happened, other than me working all the time. I did have a flat tire on my way home from work, but that was far from exciting. I got all dirty changing the tire, but that's about it. Angie and I had lunch a few times together to talk about what we wanted to do on the trip.

We were on the boat for a few days before we got to walk around on land. The cruise was scheduled for a total of ten days. For a few of those days, we were docked at port and were allowed to walk around. Angie and I went to many different places. I've never eaten so much good food in my life! It was easy to spot the people from the cruise ship on land. They all looked around with big eyes and smiles on their faces. I even got to eat some lobster. The radio station gave each of us some spending money. That's why I was eating high off the hog. I ate lobster and it was damn good. I wish I could eat like this more often. Though if I did, I would probably end up having hips the size of a of a station wagon!

On one of our journey's through the port city, we met the captain. Angie kept saying how cute she thought he was, when we were on the ship. I told her she ask him to come back to our room, but she was too shy. I would have asked him, but I never had the chance to. We were never alone. Being the captain of the ship, he couldn't go to the bar and have a few drinks. I kept thinking that maybe he would come down and talk to the passengers, you know, shoot the shit with all of us. But, he didn't. I expect that he has a lot to deal with when the ship is at sea. I think that would be the greatest job ever. To be able to captain a boat that goes to all of these beautiful places. I think I would love a job like that so much, I would pay them to let me do it!

“How are you doing today Captain?” I asked as we walked up to him.

“Enjoying the days off. How about you two ladies?” The captain asked as he tipped his big white hat at us.

“We'd be better if you came back to our room,” I said as I giggled like a schoolgirl.

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I recently lost my job. I couldn't believe it when the boss told me the place was shutting down. I worked my ass off at that place for three long years. I was without a job and no money coming in at all. I have some friends, they are pretty well off. They asked me if I would like to earn a little extra money every now and then cleaning their house. I told them that I would do anything to earn a few bucks. I needed to pay on my electric bill before they shut it off. Darren, said that if I did a good job, he knows a restaurant that needs some cleaning help. I hope I can find a job before I have to do anything like that. I've put some applications in and I'm waiting to hear back from a few places. I'm going to go Monday and ask in person if I will be getting the job. I'm tired of playing these games.

“Mind if I go to the bathroom while you are working in here?” Alice asked as I moped the floor.

“No, go right ahead.” I said as I moped the floor.

Their bathroom is fucking huge. It reminds me of the bathroom from my old job. I don't know why people would want such a big bathroom. I guess when you can hire someone to clean it for you, it doesn't matter how big it is. As I moped the floor, I could hear Alice's urine splash inside the toilet. The sound actually made me sick to my stomach. I have never liked bodily functions. I am not the type of person who can go to the bathroom with someone else in the room. I can use a public bathroom, only if the stalls have doors that close.

“Oh sorry,” Darren said as he opened the bathroom door.

“Don't worry honey, I'm just finishing up.” Alice said as I listened to the trickling sound get more and more faint.

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I have a strange story to tell. Most people think I am a little crazy, or slutty, but I don't. I don't think of myself as a slut one bit. In fact, I think of myself as a smart woman. A woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to go get it. If I was a man, I would be cheered and had good words said about me.

What am I talking about? Well, I live with two men. I have two boyfriends. I know, deep down inside it is your dream. All women really want to be loved by more than one man. Admit it, the more men that drool over you, the happier you are. Why do you dress sexy and go out drinking? Because you know men will go crazy over you. You read that right, I said men not a man. You want several men to drool over you and pay attention to you. The only difference for me is, I live with these guys.

I will probably blow your mind again. Both guys sleep in the same bed with me. No, they aren't gay. They don't even like to look at each other naked. I'm not into those butt fucking types of men. Believe me, I want to be the only queen in the house. If you know what I mean.

I like big strong guys. The kind of guys who lift stuff for you when you need something lifted. You know, like when you need to have the couch moved or the refrigerator moved. Both of them work out every day of the week. If they didn't, they wouldn't be my men.

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