June 8, 2011

innocently rubbing ass

dear thoughts that awaken me diary, 

sometimes the things that wake me up are different during the middle of the week than say- the beginning of the week when my thoughts are slow and not used to how things are going to be yet. by midweek, i pretty much know how the rest of the week is gunna turn out, i guess, and that is what jolts me into wakefulness in that abrupt manner. kaboom- i see the clock. i don't want to get up. it's way early and i am in no need for a worm. then i think, "yeah, i can blog," and light begins to shine in my window. besides, i wont be up long. i'll pull the shade shortly. i slept like a tiny baby puppy in a litter of furry kittens last night. i snuggled with my girl and held her little ass until we both floated away. hard telling who nodded off first, but if i had to guess, it was me, i was tired and when i rub her butt like that- it makes me sleep instantly. playing with becky's ass relaxes me and it does her as well. i used to love the feeling myself, but now it causes me to jump and fear for my very life. last time the unibomber tried to rub my butt, i farted (on purpose) and i haven't had that problem since. i keep my ass towards the wall now. ima smart whore.