I'm sort of glad to see her walk towards her car- and away from me. sheesh, I try to be nice, but I think she's plenty f'd-up. (Oh, I'll be honest: I wouldn't be caught dead next to her in a plague-pit.) I don't know, maybe she was just trying to shock me. I give her a quick hug goodbye, and she gives me her cell-phone number so I can call her again in future.Okay, I went on this date strictly for the interest of this web page. I don't really know if Ariana will even come, to tell you the truth. "I read kids' stuff like , so I can't judge." We are taken to our table and sit-down. "Oh ." She has patches of sauce all over her chin by the time she's finished sucking it all in. I wanted to basically go on a date with an exotic dancer and tell the tale. Well, these women have guys throwing money at them, and get ogled and groped nightly. It's possible that you might think it's not right for me to do this? She might be strung-out on crack right now; I might spend an hour here on my own... I was reading that last night and I couldn't put it down..." "Hmm, doing some light reading? "I love the salad here." She takes-off her leather jacket and plops-down into her sear. " "Sorry, no." "Well, they have contests for women to jack into glasses and ashtrays. "Like that." "I've already chopped it up, so it won't suck very well. You sounded like something unpleasant happened." "Oh, yeah. For instance, a girl called Maya once tricked me into coming to a coffee shop under the idea that she might use me as a test subject for a bogus study she never even ended-up writing a proposal for. Fortunately, I notice she shows-up five minutes ahead of schedule. "Hi." I greet her and try to slip the book into my coat pocket. "Seriously, just put a bowl of salad in front of me, and I'm happy." We look-over the menu, the waiter comes-by and we order. Something about warm, sticky streams of fishy girl-juice flying all over the place... "I'm kind of confused." "You know, I can make it land in a shot-glass or extinguish a candle." She looks proud of herself. So, anyways, guys will sometimes pay me money to watch me do this outside the club. Well, I have the right to refuse any dances if I want.
Now I understand why so many black Americans gave-up hope back in those days.
She doesn't realize it and she goes to take a shower. She called me-up and was really sobbing 'oh, please, come over and help me.' et cetera." "Ouch." I shudder at the image.
Here's what happened: she was using a vibrator one night. Anyway, the batteries cracked-open and acid dribbled-down her legs. Specifically, she claims she can't orgasm after this because the nerves have been damaged. She claims she's afraid to use vibrators again because of this." Ariana is smiling broadly.
they wanted to interview the woman who got burned by an exploding dildo.
"Well, sometimes he asks guests to come-on the show to share their outrageous sexual stories... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "When a woman suffers in silence, the phone is probably out of order." -- Unknown humorist.