Addiction

And might I add that I've developed quite a porn fetish as well. I always did enjoy porn, but recently I've been more into it than ever before. I enjoy wathcing the Playbody channel's Naughty Amatuer Home Videos and I also download a lot of guy on guy and girl on girl porn. A friend of mine told me about another great website which I just checked out a little bit ago and I can't wait to watch some more videos on there.

It's my dirty little secret.

Not Guilty

For those of you who were following my run in with the law, I had my day in court this morning. Good times. Not only was I found not guilty of the charge of evading an officer, but the misdemeanor speeding was also thrown out, mostly because the judge seemed to feel bad for me, for what they put me through. He kept saying, "look at her. Look at her! I find it hard to believe that this little lady was evading an officer!" and stuf like that. Loved it, loved it. I wanted to give the cop the finger when I walked out, but that would've shown a lack of class and tact.

I finally got my horrible black dye job fixed and I think that played a part in the outcome of my cout hearing. I looked a little "hard" with the black hair and I"m glad it's back to normal. I think I would've appeared rough and trashy to the judge had I still had the black stuff.

Fun at the theater

I went to see a nice show on Broadway this weekend. I'd love to review the show itself, but that would possibly put people that appear in this story in danger, so I'll just tell the story of what happened. It was a great show, but I was really, really horny, so halfway through Igot up, and seduced this usher guy into letting me suck his dick in the security room. I got up, went to bathroom and then saw him in the hallway, he smiled and said, "anything I can help you find?" I told him yes, and I stepped closer and said, "I need a dick to suck.soon." He looked shocked for a second and then said, "you a little wild one, ain't you?" I said, "yes, yes." and he said, "damn girl..I can take care of that, I sure can." I said, "great, then point the way." and he took me back to this little area that appeared to be some kind of security station. We were back there and he said, "ummm....girl...yeah..let me look at you, let me see that sweet little body..." and he was trying to run his hands up my legs which had black pantyhose on them." under a little black skit and top suit. I said, "I really just want to suck dick, I don't need you touching me all over." He said, "damn...girl..you get right to the point, don't you? Oh yeah." and so he unbuttoned his pants to reveal a huge, black cock which already appeared hard and throbbing. I went for it right away and he was perched up on a little desk/table type thing and I got on my knees and went for it. He said he liked the way I used my mouth and my hand and he was moaning and saying all kinds of stuff and then when he was ready to come he said, "are you gonna drink it all, baby?" I said, "no, come on my face, come on my face." he said, "you sure?" I said, "please, please." He said, "you are a dirty, dirty girl" and he shot it all over my face and I held my mouth open the whole time..it went in my eyebrows, in my mouth, down my chin and a tiny bit in my hair. and then later we were having coffee and my friend noticed it...she said, "you have something crusty in your hair" and then, "ewww...is that dried snot?" I said, "no, no, not sure what it is." and she insisted that I got to the bathroom and wipe it out..which i did.

I loved it, the whole thing...the thrill of the shock on his face when I told him I needed to suck kick, the thrill of thinking what if we got caught in the security area, the cum on my face like I was a little slut and of course the better part was my friend seeing it in my hair, of course she had no idea what it was, but I secretly like that she discovered it.

Adventures South of the Equator

So, I was at a nice hotel in Buenos Aires the week before last and I hooked up with a member o the "housekeeping staff". I thought she was hot and I saw she was two or three rooms down from mine and I purposefully laid on the floor with only a shirt on and masturbated in front of the long full length mirror of my hotel room so that she would "catch" me when she walked in. She did and she put her hand on her mouth and started to walk out and said, "oh my god, I am so sorry. I knocked. I knocked!" She spoke english pretty well, barely accented. I got up (still nothing on from waist down) and said, "it's okay, it's okay, no worries." She looked all embarrassed and I said, "come on in." and she started in the bathroom and then I went right back to my spot on the floor and started rubbing my pussy furiously with my legs all spread open and I was watching myself and breathing heavily and waiting for her to see me. She came out and just kind of looked at me and I asked her if she wanted to watch. She just kind of looked at me and then just stood there while I made myself come. Then I said, "you want to help me?" and she jsut nodded and I was so horny, so really, really horny and I motioned for her to come over and she pointed to my unmade bed and we got up there and she just started grabbing at my pussy. I was really wet from just coming and it turned me on greatly. I pulled down the top of her unifrom thing and pulled off her bra which unhooked in the front. i sucked her breasts while she put her finger and and out of my pussy and kind of rubbed around. to be honest, she didn't seem to know what she was doing with the fingering, so I got off by pressing myself hard against her hands while she was doing it. I came very loudly and she stopped and put her bra on. I was sad, because I wanted to touch her pussy or something, but next thing you know she says, "how much are you giving me? Are you giving me US Dollars? Because that would be good." I was like, "oh shit." I told her I just wanted to have fun and she kind of frowned and said, "you will pay me." So, I gave her $25 and she acted like that was big bucks.

And that my friends is the kind of predicament you can get yourself into if you get to horny in South America.

We must demand justice

See link below. We must demand justice for Fred the pig.

http://www.farmsanctuary.org/actionalerts/update_fredthepig.htm

Walk Left, Stand Right

After a pushy ride home on the subway, I have to vent about some issues I have with people in transportation in general.

1. If you are going to ride the subway (or METRO or SEPTA, or tube, orwhat have you), please wait for the people to unload when the car pulls in to the stop before making a mad dash in. This is common courteousy and it makes things go more smoothly. Same goes for being in an elevator.

2. If you're on an escalalator in a subway station, or in an airport, WALK LEFT, STAND RIGHT. This means, if you choose to be lazy or have lots of time and want to just ride it, stay to theright so that those of us who might actually have to be somewhere at a certain time can walk to the left. And dont' look at me like I'm an idiot when I say "excuse me" if you are just gawking around on the left side. Grrr...

3. If you're boarding an airplane (or amtrak train) and you have something to put in the overhead luggage compartment, PLEASE step into your seating area and do it, instead of hogging up and blocking the aisle. Try it sometime, it works, just step in front of your seat or row a bit and you can still reach up there without blocking my path.

4. If you don't have your money ready at the metrocard booth or the amtrak quick tickets machine, or the Long Island railroad tickets machine, then please step aside, because I do have my money ready and I don't have time to waste. Neither do some of the other people behind me.

5. If you have not trained your child to be quiet on a plane or train, then please don't bringthem along with you.

South American Fun

I can't take it anymore, I'm sick of only "good" posts, I'm going out on a limb and going back to posting about my sexual exploits. I don't think anybody I don't want to find my blog will..so here goes.

So, I"m obsessed with wanting ot drink breast milk lately. It's a long story, but I tried it and I'm obsessed. So I did some research and foudn that it's possible to make yourself lactate through focus and nipple stimulation. Therefore, I purchased a breast pump. Spent over $200 on it. I've been using it on myself daily, sometimes twice daily. Last week clear fluid started leaking out of my right breast, but so far no milk. So, I took the pump with me to South America.

All was well and I was having fun traveling. I met my grandparents in Carcaras and we were off to Buenos Aires from there. I put the breast pump in my carry on , because there was no room in my checked bag, even though I pack lightly. I usually try to forgo checking baggage but I had to this time. Anyway, at the airport in Carcaras , we had to go through security. I was all feeling good, feeling great and then they had some questions when my bag went through the screen. I thought, "oh shit..they're getting me on mascara being a liquid". For the record, I have taken mascara and liquid as carry on for the past six months and they've either never caught it or just don't care, no matter if it's the US or a foregin country. So, they've stopped my bag and are gazing a it and they take it out and ask me if it's mine and I say it is..and they say they have to look through it and I'm fine with that, because I'm not even thinking about the breast pump...and out it comes. There's a girl and a guy. They start talking to each other in rapid succession and I guess she was asking what it was and he shrugged and all of a sudden my nonny says, "that's a breast pump! That's for women who are nursing babies!" I said, "ummm..." She said, "That's not hers...that's not hers..someone put it in her bag!" And one of the security officials says in accented English. "this is not yours? Someone put something in your bag?" He sounds all alarmed and I"m like, "no, no it's mine." My grandmother just stared at me. My grandfather looked at me like I was crazy. They asked me why I had a breast pump. What did I need this for. My grandfather told me I"m getting more bizarre by the week. I told them it belonged to a friend of mine. The security guy said, "someone asked you to transport this for you then?" I said, "no, no..it's not like that." Boy was I in a jam. So he said, "then it is yours then." I said, "yes, yes" and they looked it over and sent us on our way. Neither of my grandparents say a word to me as we make our way to the gate. We get there and I say, "look, it's my friend Jessica's and, um"' and they interuppted and said, "why would you take your friend's breast pump down here with you?" I said, "listen it's a really long story, and " my pap interuppted and said, "well,we've got time, so do tell. " I said, "it's a big joke with me and my friends, you wouldn't understand..we pass this breast pump around and it's a big joke and.." my grandmother interjected and said, "are you pregnant? is that what this is about?" I said, "no, no no!" I think they believe that I'm not pregnant, but I think they also believe I"m crazy and out of my mind and have no idea what the pump is about or why I'm carrying it.

Anyway, later in the trip, I had a hot afternoon affair with a hotel maid. But I'll write about that next week. Must be off now. I'm also going to try and post about this rendevous I had with a Russian girl in the middle of a desert, and how I gave oral sex to four different guys that week. I also have a new friend from Finland named Helena, but I have no idea where she is right now.

I"ll write again next week.

Vacation

I'm leaving for Buenos Aires, Argentina tomorrow morning to tag along for part of a tour my nanny and poppy are on. When I return I"m really going to try to blog more. I've been slacking lately and I apologize...just been really, really busy.

Book Suggestion

I have a book suggestion for all my readers. It's called, "Woman in Charge: The Life of Hillary Rodham Clinton." Now, I'm not a big fan of Hillary's but I did read her 2003 biography, "My Life." Now, this new book (by Carl Bernstein) is over 600 pages and so far it's great. This author has obviously done a great deal of research and it disputes a lot of what she said in her biography. I know, of course it could be all heresay, but I'm sorry I just don't believe a word that woman says.

A question I posed to one of my friends last night-Which is worse, either she lied about not being aware of the fact that Bill was "straying" or she was too stupid to figure it out. I'm not sure which is worse. Either way, she's a threat to our country and I live in fear that not only is she going to win the nomination, but the election itself. There will be a whole bunch of dumbass women out there who know next to nothing about politics, but will decided to vote for her anyway, because, "oh boy, oh boy, wouldn't it be neat to have a woman president!!? And she's SO smart." I think I might be sick now.

Anway, it's a great book. You should all read it.

fun class

Tonight i started teaching a six week class called Baby Signs. It's for moms and infants ages 0 to 7 months. The concept is that you can teach your infant to make signs-signs for milk, signs for "more", signs for hugs, love, feelings, etc. I have to admit that at first I thought it would be a totally crock, but it didn't seem to be. I think it might actually work. The teacher who taught it before me says that all the moms in her class learned. I'm optimistic. there are eleven moms in my class. Four of them whipped out their breasts and started feeding their babies, right there in the class. Condemn me if you wish, but it kind of turned me on. Yummm.

Dye Job

So, this hot girl from Finland dyed my hair black for me Saturday evening. I can't believe I allowed this to happen. She didn't even wash it, she said the salt of the ocean should stay in it or something like that. Anyway, I think I look older and I think I look almost goth or creepy or something. I didn't have time to go to the salon today, but you can bet I will tomorrow. I might post a picture, but only after I get it back to the way it does before and am able to laugh at it again. It's really, really bad!