I'd be wrong if I didn't say that I fucked one of the females that I dished my number out to in my fan club.
This one has been a long time coming. All of them are really.
The combination of me about to leave campus plus the coming end of the school year helped this female to stop fronting and make her decision.
The night before, before I got a hangover, I thought to myself when she hit me up that I don't need a reason to go see her.
low and behold, she tells me when we meet the next day, after she brazenly blew up my phone, shattering the hungover stupor that I was in, that she didn't need a reason to come see me.
There's so many lessons in this experience that I can't digest them all.
One important lesson though, is for all the people that come here to this forum in search of a better life whether with women or not. All we can teach each other here is how to digest the lessons that life teaches us in a productive manner.
I feel sagacious today.
I stink with the smell of pussy that has a naturally sweet odor.
I asked the woman while fucking her, "Who's pussy is this? Who's pussy is this?" she said yours. "I said wrap it up and sell if for me then."
That memory brings a warm feeling to my heart.
I got one more female in my fan club that I may or may not choose to dish my number too next week. I suspect if I do that there may not be enough time left for her to realize that there isn't much time left.
Time doesn't really matter though...
Every time I forgot about it was when this female would blow up my phone.
I'm about to get a red bull and get this school work cranked out or go party tonight.
I finally christened my dorm room.
Sadly, it's only two weeks away from me leaving it.