A day in the life of...

The young have something no one else has or ever will have. Time.

It's true. We are smart, beautiful and...alcoholic.

Monday, April 29, 2013

"I can like your cock and not be a whore"

The awkward moment when you're watching porn and someone else walks in...

J's hotel room escapades with the punk guy who's into kinky sex went better than expected. And though he brought with him a backpack full of toys, there were no anal beads in sight. Plus. While J had fun she has no real need to repeat the adventure. Even for her, sex 5 times in one night is a bit much. Three is probably her limit. Plus the whole thing was starting to make her feel a bit like a whore. She was feeling as if she was just being used for sex without any kind of respect for everything else that she is. It's a fine line sometimes. There's a big difference between liking and enjoying sex and being a whore. And no girl likes to feel like a whore. Probably even when she's being paid for it.

Nobody has still heard anything from A. Her brother has been in a funk because his girlfriend has stopped answering his phone calls and he can't work out why. M has been trying to cheer him up, going as far as baking cookies and flourless chocolate cake. She feels kind of strange about it since they aren't exactly friends but they are living together and he is A's little brother, and M knows that if A were there she would do anything to cheer her brother up. Because for all of A's faults, the one thing she is (usually) is a good sister. Anyway she needs something to distract herself from the millions of assignments she has for uni.

G is enjoying her new adult life back home. She is living with her boyfriend, has a proper job, goes to trivia on Tuesday nights and drinks 2 glasses of wine with the girls from work on Friday nights. Could things get any more boring for her? But then if it doesn't bother her it can't really bother anyone.