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So there I was with the door open and the TV saying, “Just lick my balls”
This weekend I was much blessed to go on a Girl’s Weekend with two of my best friends from college. We took a ferry over to a little island just off of Seattle. (Thank you, Grey’s Anatomy, for making me a complete spaz about Ferry rides.) We indulged in copious amounts of chocolate and pastries and shopping. It was exactly what I was needing. It was quite lovely, in fact.
Since we planned on doing a lot of laying around at the hotel, we rented the first season of Sex in The City. Now, mind you, I am not a virgin like my mom was when I was born, but overall, my sex life is fairly… um… normal. In fact, it’s about as exciting as rat pellets. And, really, I like it that way.
So, let’s just say that Sex in the City was educational for me. It was a learning experience. It was, oh my god, so many booby shots. So. Many. Boobs.
My life as a single woman did not come anywhere near the llfe of single, sexy, stylish New York magazine writer who spends 400 dollars on a pair of shoes. My life as a single girl was so very placid and tame. It’s almost too boring to recall. Boring and utterly normal.
Life as a pregnant woman is some-what spicier. I’m able to talk with a sense of knowledge. I’m a married woman who both farts and seduces her husband in the same
ten minutes. I have a sense of freedom now that I’m secure in who I am to share things and laugh about the state of affairs in Flingerville. It’s nice. It’s comfortable. It’s boring as hell.
I ordered some room service per CB’s raging need for meat. The girls and I were on disc two of season one and well in to an episode about blow-jobs. There is a knock on the door and as I open it up, take the food, and sign the receipt, there is a male voice on the TV, “Oh, come on! At least lick my balls!” The gal from the hotel looks at me, I blush profusely, and she heads off.
And that’s when I looked like the pathetic pregnant woman ordering food while watching Porn. Thanks to the beds where the girls sat hid from the doorway, there could be no other explanation. It was porn. And I’m a horny, hungry pregnant lady.
But what else is new?
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OOoooo! Can you imagine what she said to her friends the next day? I bet there was all kinds of speculation going on.
Either that or she recognized that it was from Sex and the City. It’s a pretty popular series…
LOL! I bet she is witness to all kinds of freaky stuff.
Glad you had a girls’ weekend. Sounds lovely! I bet CB felt like quite the ladies man with all you women, too!
“I’m a married woman who both farts and seduces her husband in the same ten minutes.” I so relate Mrs. Flinger!!! .... This is why we make our men proud, you know!
The room service girl was probably jealous. Wishing she was watching videos & ordering room service!!
So glad you’re back….you preggar horny thing you!
I’m seriously laughing out loud about the room service thing. You should have just totally confused her. You could have stuck your belly out and said “well, I haven’t had sex in a couple of years….what do you expect!?”
Hahaha! And really, that’s only season one. Which was actually pretty tame compared to the rest of ‘em My favorite line ever from that show was “Oh my God, she’s fashion roadkill!” Okay, I’ll shut up now.
Bah ha ha ha, that is awsome. GLad you had a good trip, I am looking forward to my first girls over night trip this saturday. First as a parent at least. I hope there will be porn oh I mean fun times too.
It’s a known fact that pregnant women get randier than non-preggos. She probably sees that sort of thing all the time.
Actually, that was probably tame compared to what she’s probably seen and heard.
I would blame it on the delivery girl…“That room service girl had really terrible timing!” (Something I learned from my grandma, no matter how irrational the excuse, never own up to anything! Not that I really do that…)
Hee hee hee…
Hey, I’ve got all six seasons if you need more boob shots and ball-licking talk!