During a chat with my lawyer I mentioned that she was far cooler in high school than she gives herself credit for. And the same was true for myself. It's just that nobody points this shit out until it's too late for you to make full use of your pussy attracting potential.
My lawyer counseled me that I still had a lot of pussy attracting potential.
She was right. The pregnant twenty-something cashier at the liquor store was flirting with me mercilessly. That takes some major chutzpah. It also makes a lot of sense. If a guy will take you up on your flirting when you're seven months along, he'll probably put up with just about anything.
Either that or you'll find yourself with a preggers fetishist. Which I am not. I wanted to make this NSFW and add a graphic, but quickly decided I didn't want to look through the image search results.
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