White Trash — Trailer Park — Super Party!

Yep! That is what we are having here this week folks. The sort of week that really makes you value your elitist anti-social book fetish. Where to begin? A while back I mentioned how my neighbor was trying to build a fire pit — maybe you recall, it’s not that crucial as the landlord (obviously) … Continue reading White Trash — Trailer Park — Super Party!

I Pissed on a Bitch in Target

I wish I had been in the mood to piss on him out in the open in the middle of the store. Like in Ladies Panties or something.  Sadly we went to the bathroom.  I was already at the store shopping, visiting a friend who can’t get a good job with zirs master degree so … Continue reading I Pissed on a Bitch in Target

Day Two: Public Blowjob

I met a bitch who I have seen before.  We met in a quiet, cozy, charming New England tea house.  There were people sitting right behind us.  They were chatting, I was a little too loud.  I talked about pissing and dildos.  At one point they stopped talking because they had clearly overheard something that … Continue reading Day Two: Public Blowjob

Why I Work As A Stripper

I’m well educated and I have a really nice middle class job.  So why in the hell do I work in seedy bars half naked doing dirty things with strange men for money?  Because I like it.   I like the rush I get from meeting you in a dimly lit bar, with music so … Continue reading Why I Work As A Stripper

The Strip Club

I took most of last week off. I was feeling a little burnt out, but not done. I stayed in and worked on my thesis. I’m heading out to the club tonight, and Thursday. I have been doing a lot of thinking about how come I’m hanging out in a strip club. I have been … Continue reading The Strip Club

A Pervert Walks into a Bar

He came into see me, I brought a bag of toys with me, I strolled into this VIP lounge decorated with fake palm trees and cheap sofas. “Sit on the couch” I tell him. I get out a couple lengths of rope, I hog tie him face down at the foot of the sofa. “There … Continue reading A Pervert Walks into a Bar

Confirm Your Philadelphia Bookings or I might stay home

Sitting here listening to RAW, wondering if I should really drive to Philadelphia. The cards are sort of stacked against me. My car has been in the shop for weeks. I picked it up and returned it for a wholly different repair only a day later. It is in the shop right now. I am … Continue reading Confirm Your Philadelphia Bookings or I might stay home