as soon as i loaded my email account at work, i got oh such wonderful news - my landlady emailed me to tell me that Marathon Boy (my flatmate who lives on top of me) handed in his notice yesterday and is moving out next month. oh joy!!!

joy joy joy - there is a god.

their sex life is still very limited - i doubt it very much that they include foreplay in their NIGHTLY session. yes nightly. two stupid 21 year olds have more sex than me, a 25 year old professional chick. however, if i had sex which lasted 5mins (i am NOT exaggerating thought i do prefer remaining in this state and feeling my pink long and thick vibrator up my pussy than getting fucked for a couple of mins).

at 21 i was being fucked by a 40 year old, getting drunk every night and just enjoying the soreness of his throbbing cock up inside me....which, may I add, lasted all fucking night...every pun intended...

what i cant understand is that at 21 not only should you be fucking like a rabbit, but sex should last all damn night - irrespective of whether you have work/school the next day. thats the great thing about being 21 - you normally have minimum responsibilities and it feels good to wake up the next day sore and tired but on the other hand totally satisfied that you got fucked, nibbled, licked and kissed.

i should corrupt Marathon Boy before he leaves and show him one hell of a good time. but on the other hand, why should i give him that opportunity? he keeps me awake late and i get up cranky the next day....so no, dear MB, i am NOT going to give you that intense of pleasure you can't handle....

another thing, id like to say for tonight - why do married men seem so much more attractive? my physiotherapist is driving me crazy (in a sexual way, of course). saw him yesterday... gorgeous..and him probbing my neck and inner back curve is turning me on way too much....

men...i do hate your guts, but man, i do adore you!