Time to vote

I recently had a conversation with a good friend about BJ’s. It was rather surprising and now I just need to know what you all think…. so….

 

This really is me

I don’t know about you but  I love having sex.  To make it even better I know I’m good in bed.  True story. How many people can truly say that about themselves? More importantly can you say that about yourself?

Now I always give good shag (unless the man is into weird stuff like sucking feet, and anal sex.. coz I DO NOT roll like that) The last time I got some good SATISFACTION shag was in the summer. Pretty sure I can pinpoint the date, month and time. (Coz I know said shag partner is reading, please don’t gloat!). There is so much more to shag than just shag… there is the satisfaction in knowing u are making someone cum, and that you are going to cum. That is what I beleive is missing in my  non existent sex life… satisfaction. I digress.

It’s been 3 weeks since I got some! 3 weeks people….

You punching digits furiously

911: What’s your emergency ?

You( yes u reading this): Dire crisis here .. .SN be horny, she gets cranky, its been 3 weeks she may need a procedure.. cobwebs be appearing down there.send an ambulance

911: who is SN? 

You: one good looking woman … 

and you hang up because ur upset that  they don’t know me… 

(ah my rampant imagination going wild again… forgive me ) LOL

Please don’t ask what Chap is there for. Remember I said we are sexually incompatible. Yeah even thinking about sex with him is like uh unwelcome right now because I need to get over some things. So it is now official:  I am turning into the hottest unshagged old hag ever!

 

My gravestone:

Sultry Nutter

“The hottest unshagged old hag ever”

Years: 1980’s- 3000

Sultry, Fabulous and Honest.

Sultry Nutter: Sultry, Fabulous, Honest

 

 

 

  

Not helping matters is the fact that my social existence has come to a screeching halt!

The pursuit of education has become so intense that by the time Friday rolls in, my shrinking butt is tired. Chap rarely ever wants to go out, he doesn’t suggest that we do. The rest of the friends are all older and working so are tired too. And when they do want to go out, I’m tired so  I dont. Major conflicting schedules going on… So I sit and spend Friday night with the TV, I’m lucky if I even go out Saturday but that hasn’t happened since I met Italian. So you can imagine. And people are wondering why I have all this pent up energy!

 At this rate im seriously contemplating joining E-harmony, Match.com and whatever else the other one is called and finding me ,not a relationship coz I am sort of off those still( Chap is just a chap remember not a MR SN), but a shag buddy. 

My emotions are still on vacation…and now my vajayjay is growing cobwebs! Shudder