Donkey Punch

I was so sick last night. I couldn't even fucking breath. It was so bad I wanted to punch somebody.

I kept getting out of bed and wandering around my apartment. I'd open the fridge and decide I'm not hungry. I'd lay down on the couch hoping to fall asleep. No luck. I went back to bed and just got angrier that I couldn't sleep.

I was miserable. Finally sometime after midnight I called the shift supervisor and told her I wasn't going into work and that I needed to see a doctor.

I was fortunate I got in this morning to see the doc. Just allergies. She gave me some pretty good meds. I'm taking one more day off just to try and rest. This crud is kicking my ass. I'd hate to go in and crater after a few hours.

The Bleach Blond
I wasted no time with her but I didn't fuck her. Yet.

I got her number the other day. Called her that night. She went to a football game with me.

Why didn't I fuck her? Cause when she came over to my place the morning of the game she told me she hadn't been home all night. She stayed with a friend and that she'd been partying with some guy. I thought, hell, she probably fucked this guy only hours ago. I don't want to go there. I'll have to get it one day after work when I know where she's been the last twelve hours.

Still no word from Violet. I wonder if she's gonna balls up come clean with her shenanigans. I had to cut the phone off though. I've done so much for her cause I hate to see her suffer. When I brought her back from Florida she was suicidal. I helped her through that.

Now she's only made her own mess. It's not that I don't care. I really do but I can't let her drag me down. I'm happy and aside from being sick today, I'm no longer miserable.

Just one more thing I need to make me perfectly happy...but I won't reveal that now.

Until next time,
Your Happy Horny Pope