LillyoftheVally
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Ok, so heres a story, I met this dominant dude, from here actually oh he was so hot honestly hottest bloke ive ever dated, wait now where was I. Thats right we went out, I dressed up, I had recently had my hair done, I wore my favoritest corset and black tutu, I looked simply lush. I was walking down the street and this fat, spotty ginger kid (I have nothing against ginger kids, honestly, I dye my own hair red on occasion, Im just trying to paint a picture) shouts to his mate 'god look at the state of that', my initial response was to hit him with my handbag, I didnt of course, I said to the dude I was with something about what a cock the guy was, and he just kept walking, I didn't want him to protect me or anything I just wanted him to grab my hand or something, as it was I felt a bit foolish and cried. I generally dont need protecting, I just need to know people are on my side. Another story is about how responded, I was with this couple, and the girl was not very well, pale and drawn, she got some sniggers and pointed fingers so I grabbed her and gave her a massive snog, I didn't need to say anything to people to make her feel better, and as we both rather enjoyed winding stranger up the gaping mouths after was far more satisfying than me shouting fuck off at them would have been
< Message edited by LillyoftheVally -- 1/20/2010 10:59:03 AM >
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'My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre, and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes.' Nah I am not happy to see you either
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