Fine, FUCK IT, I’ll Write Something!

So…..I’m gonna be on Nightline…

Apparently I have the most messaged/visited online dating profile in Los Angeles.

MOM!  THEY LIKE ME!  THEY REALLY REALLY LIKE ME!

*ahem*

As I’m sitting here being filmed going through my OkCupid messages, the interviewer, Miss NYV, says to me, “OK now let’s see your blog!  I heard it’s great!”

Completely forgetting that I used to detail my lack of sexploits around this God-for-saken city…I slowly turn to her and say, on camera, “My blog…?  But some say it’s jerk off material…”

Not removing her gaze from her iPhone, her blonde hair shining from the light pouring in from outside my window, she shrugs and says, “That’s fine.”

I sign into my account and realize it’s been MONTHS since I’ve updated…not only that…

The first thing to grace my face is a shit ton of pictures of me in a see-through corset, fishnet stockings, and my bare butt cheeks.

Hmm…I hope my dad doesn’t watch this.

Staring at my last blog post…I realize the last thing I let you know was the fact that I was stripped and strapped to a board, panting and waiting for the pain or pleasure to ensue.

Visions of that night flood and flush me as I grab my ass in euphorically painful remembrance.

I turn to the camera guy and shrug, “Soooo…I went to this BDSM club…?”

The camera guy, the sound guy, sound guy’s 15-year-old grandson (who came along for the shoot for summer vacation), and Miss NYV wait in expectation to hear what happened.

Turning back to my screen I say, “Well…I haven’t finished that story yet…but long story short…I got my ass BEAT…”

I realize I don’t finish stories on here.

Something about…the end.

Something about you hearing what happened in the end and now…it’s over.

There have been SEVERAL times on here where I couldn’t BRING MYSELF to end it…because I couldn’t bring myself to have you leave.

And then it got to the point where…I wouldn’t start anything at all…anymore…for a long time as you can see BAGH!!

I always say I’d rather stay in a constant state of tense, agonizingly luscious arousal than have 6 constant orgasms in a row.

Cumming’s great…

But that moment before you do….nothing compares.

I guess that’s why I’ve left you hanging.

So fiiiiiine!

I’ll finish it!

For fucking Nightline uggggh!

But just so you know…

I’m back =)