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Perfect

Published on October 31, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: short red casual dress, red g-string

I think I have possibly received the best compliment of my life.

“You know that feeling when it’s freezing cold outside, and then you come indoors and allow yourself to thaw… and you look and someone has prepared warm cocoa just for you? Well that’s feeling I get when I talk to you.” I’ll tell you right now, it takes a creative, heartwarming, generous, thoughtful, and selfless man to say something like that.

I had one of the most pleasant conversations last night, that both excited me (orgasmically) as well as enriched me in a way where - when I hung up the phone, I sat there with a smile and just didn’t move. I found myself reflecting on our fantasy in a way like never before. I get soooo many calls, and most of them involve quickly meeting a man’s needs, saying a few compliments, and maybe exchanging a few kind words. But very very very rarely do I get someone who calls and tells me to lay back and just listen - as he describes the perfect morning, the perfect day, the perfect evening, and the perfect way to fall asleep. I will tell you write now, I REALLY needed that. It was absolutely beautiful. Mmmm the ocean, the strawberries, the cinnamon coffee, the restaurant, the dance, the lobster, the Godiva souffle, the horse carriage ride, the cuddling on the sofa to Pretty Woman, it couldn’t have been more perfect. Oooh what I would give to see a picture to go with his voice, I think I would die and go to heaven. This was one of those fantasy calls that phone girls dream about. One of those callers who makes you speechless, leaves you quiet with eyebrows raised, waiting desperately to hear his next sentence. And I barely had to say a word. It was absolutely perfect. Even as I write this journal entry, I must have spent the last 3 hours trying to word this right. I almost find myself speechless.

(((more flaws of mine))))

51. I always continue things after I think I completed them. (this list for example)
52. I wait till my gas tank is below E before getting more gas.
53. The outside of my car has ash, dust, and dirt (and over 10 bumper stickers) all over it.
54. I chew my fingernails.
54. I secretly dream about a 6″3 brunette lawyer who lives in Maryland who seduces me with Godiva souffles. (is that a flaw?)
55. I prefer candles to lightbulbs, so sometimes I will have 50 candles burning, and will forget to put a holder under it and wax will start dripping all over the counter.
56. I am a bit of a romantic dreamer and often fantasize about sensual adventures I know may never happen.
57. I spend too much money. Way too much.
58. I shop too much, very impulsive. Very very very impulsive.
59. I don’t know anything about the stock market.
60. I don’t know anything about filing taxes.
61. I don’t know how to play craps in a casino.
62. I flunked geometry cause I suck at math. And I slept all through chemistry.
63. Sometimes I think the blonde jokes were written about me, except with brunette hair *blushes*
64. I don’t really have a lot of streets smarts/common sense… but I am sincere, intelligent, and kind-hearted
65. I can orgasm looking at a dessert menu.
66. I have never been overseas.
67. I hate mustard, mayonnaise, rye bread, liver, veal (those poor animals!), cottage cheese (unless in lasagna), and collards.
68. I boycott Exxon gas… and also Tyson meats
69. I have a busted speaker in my car from having it up too loud.
70. I cannot stand my mother.
71. My sister asked if she could borrow money from me and I told her I didn’t think I had enough… and I just spent a shitload of money on clothes today. Now I feel terrible. I should have given it to her. *considers returning clothes*
72. I hate whiners. I hate hearing people depressed. That is a huge pet peeve of mine - being around whiners.
73. I am scared when I drive over (or under) bridges.
74. I fear death.
75. I have YET to fall in love.

Shoutouts:
A couldn’t-be-more-perfect hour with my Maryland attorney/writer who was my very well-endowed son and then after we both came - he treated me just like a perfect gentleman, had a delicious hypnosis call with my charming prince behind a two-way mirror in the Victoria’s Secret dressing room, had a delicious call with my sexy Colorado sweetie who knows how to pleasure my feet as well as my sweet pussy.

A VERY MUCH NEEDED CUM!

Published on October 30, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Hip hugger blue jeans, light yellow t-shirt that has leather cross-crosses toward the top around my cleavage, sandals

I wanted to thank everyone who showed their support and love, I cannot tell you how pleased I am to hear that so many of you were watching the news just to make sure I was ok, it only shows what wonderful people you are!

I wanted to make a quick mention to everyone…. my dsl has been unreliable cause of these fires. It comes up, it goes down. It is not stable. So it will be difficult/impossible to reach me via IM unless by some stroke of mercy the DSL in our area decides to be nice. I can receive emails, but am having problems sending emails back. So if I have not written you, please know I HAVE read your email, but simply cannot reply right now. In fact, I can’t even check postal mail either. All the post offices within like a 50 mile radius are backed up, routes not even being delivered. My electricity works, my water works (even though contaminated), my phone works (although early yesterday it said the circuits are busy), my dsl works (sometimes), my hbo/cinemax/showtime/encore does NOT work. Go figure.

After going almost two whole entire DAYS without cum…. I had it all built up.

I was SOOOO ready for my first call after this long cause I FINALLY logged in to take calls and was ready to cum, and within like five minutes, I get this AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING hour long phone call with a man who asked me how I was doing out here, had a beautiful chat with him, then… after that… I was a true submissive to this loving dominant who knows how to be controlling, how to please, and how to balance the act of giving both rewards as well as punishments. I started cumming over and over, and by the end of the call, I must have cummed like 6 or 7 times (really hard) cause my whole skirt was soaked. I even left a wet spot on my sofa. Yikes!

After that call, I had to clean all my cum off me and left the house to do something, but I was back like 20 minutes later. I sign back in….

and whattya know?

It’s him again. Mr. sexy man. With ANOTHER wonderful hour. I mean, I had already cummed so hard… I was starting to wonder if there was any more cum in me. And then… yowsers! One after another after another, I came and came and came and came. I gotta say, my red bottom still hurts to sit down, but the pain was OH so GOOD!

And to tell you the truth, I came so hard, I had to sign off for the rest of the night cause he wore me slap out. So thank you sexy dominant stepfather, you know how to reach a girl’s heart and “sole”…. *smiles*

I do hope to be online some more tonight, so if you guys missed me last night, I should be available tonight! (and for those who asked… no I haven’t had a chance to jog, the air outside is too contaminated and polluted for jogging)

….. and here is a continuation of my FLAWS LIST!

26. I have an inability to complete lists.
27. I always go to the store and buy something AFTER I need it. For instance, if I have a headache, I buy aspirin, cause I never have it already in the house.
28. If I cum REALLY hard when I masturbate, sometimes I leave the dildo in there and fall asleep without taking it out.
29. I was born on November 11, 1981 - Veteran’s Day and always forget that my birthday is on a holiday.
30. I never keep track of holidays or birthdays. I am lost without a calendar.
31. When I leave the house, I leave everything on and waste electricity.
32. I park in the handicapped spot when I have a lot of groceries to bring in the apartment. Sorry. True.
33. I can’t pluck my own eyebrows. I have to get them done by a professional.
34. Same with fingernail/toenail painting.
35. I leave gay men bigger tips at restaurants than anyone else. I don’t know why. Is that wrong?
36. I HATE taking out the trash. I hate lifting it into the drash dumpster at the apartment. Yuck. That’s a guy’s job.
37. It took me almost 3 minutes to learn how to turn on the television with all 3 remote controls.
38. I don’t own a vacuum. (I put one on my wish list though *winks*)
39. When I go to sleep, I wrap my arms around a body pillow and imagine it is a man.
40. I have a second toothbrush in my bathroom, and have NO idea who left it.
41. I thought the Marlins was a football team.
42. I put dishes in the dishwasher today and forgot to add soap. Gotta do em again.
43. I chew on ink pens, and yesterday it got ALL in my mouth and on my face, my teeth were blue.
44. I invite strangers into my car or into my apartment.
45. I bought a phone in Florida (expensive) and didn’t even check to see if it had a battery, which it doesn’t. And NO one carries it out here. What a waste of money.
46. I am easily fooled by a man who says the right things.
47. I am gullible, and sometimes naive.
48. I assembled my desk chair and it looks well… put together WAY wrong.
49. I assembled my canopy bed, and one of the rails is backwards.
50. I am paranoid about mold or old food. I throw food away (even if it is still good) if I am paranoid about it.

Giving

Published on October 29, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

If any of you would like to donate to the firestorm disaster relief fund, please click here: http://www.thesandiegochannel.com/news/2583469/detail.html

After seeing the overwhelming support first-hand, I KNOW this money is going to good use. I would rather lose a few phone calls, than watch families go hungry or homeless.

Evacuation

Published on October 29, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Here’s everything I saw from my point-of-view. When I walk outside, the sky is yellow and smoky as far as your eye could see. And there are ashes falling from the sky for MILES it almost looks like snow except it doesn’t dissolve, it stays in your hair, on your clothes, on your car, etc. So right now, just by LOOKS alone, it looks like the after-effects of a mild war. In our pool area, our tables and umbrellas were turned over, and when you step on the ground there is almost a half an inch of ash. Our vehicles were covered in sut, and breathing outside is near impossible without a mask.

I wanted to just stay home and not panic, but the more I listened to the news and SAW how close it was, it didn’t take too much to convince me. My wonderful charming prince (happy birthday sweetie) IM’ed me online to get the hell outta there and actually was sweet enough to tell me what to pack since I couldn’t think straight. Thanks hon, you are so sweet

At the evacuation center, there were hundreds of people inside, a lot of volunteers, and everyone was supportive of one another. There was homemade food, some fruit, wonderful snacks, for dinner they cooked spaghetti amongst other things, including pizza, they brought subway sandwiches, you name it. For snacks, I had an apple or banana. For lunch, I had a turkey/ham Subway sandwich. For dinner, I had soup with a little bit of chicken in there.

I tried to take a nap, but kids were running around, and there were some dogs barking, so I stayed awake and mingled with people the whole time. I drew a little bit, sketched a few people, and got to talk with others. When I went outside to smoke a cigarette, I met three guitarists who were jamming on some rocks, and I sketched them out freehand while they played. After they finished, one of the guitarists whose name was James, really hit it up with me on conversation. He is a die-hard on-fire Christian who welcomed me with open arms despite of my profession, and even though he preached at me and made me feel a little uncomfortable at times, he also knew when to back off, and it was nice. We talked for like 5 hours straight about God, about life, about spirituality, etc. It was humbling. A girl eventually joined our chat named Becky and me and her ended up talking for several hours about Christ and we exchanged numbers, she may come over and do some art with me sometime. So I made two good friends who seem like a nice support system if I ever need someone.

There were SO many volunteers, the WHOLE day I must have been asked about 30 times if I wanted some bottled water or some food. People were so helpful, people were walking around helping everyone. If someone came in distraught, people would help them, counsel them. There were doctors there giving free medical exams, taking care of prescriptions for diabetics and such, and some people were offering free therapy.

There was a donation table of clothes with just rows and rows of neatly folded, highly organized, labeled, clothes for people who needed them. There was a mountain high pile of water bottles, cans, etc. of just extra drinks we may need. In the bathrooms, there were hairdryers, toothbrushes, shampoo, cologne, EVERYTHING. It was like NOTHING was left un-thought-about. There were even showers available, everything.

I really couldn’t believe how well the community pulled together. It was truly humbling.

One lady who had no friends, no family, no money, no car, nothing… saw me smoking and begged desperately for a cigarette. I gave her a whole pack (since I brought a $40 carton - I smoke the expensive kind) and the look on her face was absolutely priceless. I will never forget it. She burst into tears, hugged me and told me she would never forget me. Wow, the small things we do for others.

One lady came into the evacuation talking loudly into her cell phone and she was saying “I have no water, I have no electricty, I haven’t slept in 2 days, I can’t DEAL with this, I can’t even go home, it’s blocked off!” and then she fell to the floor very slowly as if breaking down, and I ran over to her and hugged her and helped her get back on her feet. Some of the others helped her as well, we brought her inside, I got her some ice for her ankle, and the others counseled her, made her feel nice…

I decided to get some sleep, turned out they DID have a designated sleeping section upstairs, so I slept in the female side and went to an assigned bed. The girl beside me snored ALL night. SOOOO loud. I slept with me ear phones on to drown her out.

When I woke up, I went into the main area, most everyone had gone home, unless sleeping upstairs… so I grabbed a banana, signed out on the Red Cross sheet… and came back home.

And here I am. I am so so so impressed with how people came together today, it was amazing!

On another note, the fire department says they think they can contain the fire by Monday at 8 pm which is about a week from now. The fire has stretched over 240 miles in circumfrence if you were to draw a circle around it (even though they are just spread unevenly throughout this area).

Fact:
* these outbreaks of fires are the worst in over a decade in California’s history
* 14 confirmed deaths
* 1,100 homes (at least) destroyed
* consumed more than 400,000 acres stretching from the Mexican border to the suburbs northeast of L.A.

Even though I am at home right now, I have a feeling I may have to mandatory evacuate. Right now I have a bit of a headache from all the smoke insulation, I was outdoors for 9 hours without a mask. Even my voice sounds raspy. What I may do is go to the evacuation center and volunteer my services to other people who need it. Sometimes a hug goes a long way.

Thank you to EVERYONE who has kept people’s lives and homes in your thoughts and prayers.

The following is a map of the fires closest to me (there are two more GIANT fires headed off the map near san bernardino and L.A.). Notice the green circle is where I am. There are two yellow fires underneath my town headed this way.

Emergency

Published on October 28, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

…. well it appears the fires have gotten even closer, so I am evacuating my home.

I am sorry guys… safety comes first. (You can make me cum later, I promise!)

Fires headed this way!

Published on October 28, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: White t-shirt, black running shorts, white socks, white shoes

There are HUGE HUGE HUGE fires headed right for my apartment… less than 20 miles to be exact. The fires are so big that highways are closing, football games cancelled, and stores closing. I just got back from my morning jog (decided to go a bit earlier this time) and you can SEE and SMELL the smoke it is so close! The sky is smoky and yellow, you look up and you can look DIRECTLY at the sun without it blinding you, cause it is covered in smoke. There are people walking around with white masks on their faces. People’s cars are covered in ashes, the sidewalks, everything has ashes on it.

My good charming friend sent me an alert about the wildfires in my area, along with evacuation places, schools closing, businesses closing, highways closing (most of my nearest highways are now closed off). I had NO idea there were fires out here! I never watch tv or listen to the radio (I watch my dvds and listen to cds) so I had no clue what was going on.

I live in Spring Valley, CA which is about ten minutes from downtown San Diego. I am RIGHT there near San Diego (in fact, after my morning jog, I drove to Denny’s this morning for a bite to eat on El Cajon Blvd. in downtown San Diego - that’s how close I am to the heart of San Diego)… this cannot be happening. Gray Davis issued a state of emergency — looks like he is still our governor until Arnold steps in, wonder when that will happen.

So far 13 people have died from these fires, and it is over 100,000 acres wide, which is about 145 miles long in area, there are 800 firefighters working on it… and it is ZERO PERCENT CONTAINED! The fire chief expects three fires to become one big one, and it just seems to be getting bigger cause of the wind, there is a possibility it could come straight here!

I am absolutely terrified, I just moved here a month and a half ago, everything I own is in this apartment, I simply CAN’T lost it all! I don’t even have renter’s insurance yet, but if I can stay awake another three hours, I am going to see my insurance guy (who luckily has a crush on me and can pull some strings) and see if I can get insurance as soon as I can!

I am afraid if I fall asleep, I may never wake up. What if it hits a gas line and comes straight here? Thankfully, I thought ahead about forwarding my phone, so if something happens, I will still be able to forward my calls. If worse comes to worse, I may have to spend some time in Sacramento with my aunt for a temporary place to stay. She has a private guest house off her house she would let me stay in.

Unfortunately, my sister is closer to the fires than I am. She is in Pacific Beach, which is 14 miles from the fires. She and her hubby have written me online and they are ok, but I will be constantly checking on them. I love my sister with my whole heart, I cannot lose her.

I am thinking I should pack some of my belongings into satchels, as a fall back in case it heads even closer here. But would that be sensible? I mean, it IS still 20 miles from here. Oh PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE watch the news… keep everyone in this area in your thoughts and prayers, there are too many deaths as it is. My heart goes out to all the victims who have died in the past two days.

Other cities are also being affected, including L.A. and San Bernardino, among others. If you have family in these areas, please make sure they are safe. I don’t want any of your loved ones to get hurt.

Read up on stories here:
http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2001775738_wildfires27.html
http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/content_objectid=13560392_method=full_siteid=89488_headline=-1000%2DL%2D%2DA%2D%2DHOMES%2DIN%2DBLAZES%2DTHREAT-name_page.html
http://www.thesandiegochannel.com/sports/2583090/detail.html
http://www.thesandiegochannel.com/weather/2581280/detail.html
http://www.thesandiegochannel.com/weather/2583520/detail.html
http://www.nbcsandiego.com/news/2582220/detail.html
http://www.nbcsandiego.com/news/2583173/detail.html
http://www.kfmb.com/topstory19312.html
http://www.kfmb.com/topstory19325.html
http://www.fox6.com/news/local/story.aspx?content_id=2B6C5621-6C31-4E1A-8613-E938A5904C85

Shoutouts:
I had two wonderful calls with my sexy bartender slut and me as a sexy stripper who gives him a strapon for the first time, had an hour long sexy call with my sexy Michigan sweetie who let me tie him up and control him because he simply cannot resist me (hee hee), had a hot call with a sissy slut who let me make him my personal bitch, and had a fantastic threesome with the sweet delicious Mandy - I got to pop her two-girl cherry! Go girl! I love you all, thank you for being here for me!

A night of dancing

Published on October 27, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: silky short sleeve pink-n-yellow with designs shirt, and long black silky-spandex skirt, black socks, black leather clogs, black bra

Well this is the first time I have gone out on a Friday AND Saturday night… but I was only gone tonight for 3.5 hours, so hopefully I didn’t miss too many guys who tried to call. I just REALLY wanted to go out.

I decided to go to The Flame, which is a lesbian club… and I felt really out of place there. There were NO girls dancing at ALL, they were just watching the two go-go dancers that were in the cage. No one talked to me, and I certainly wasn’t going to approach the girls, cause I am just too shy for that. It was so lame. But the girl bartender was nice, she told me if I didn’t like my drink she would give me another one. It was a new drink, I think it was Bacardi Raspberry or something. Hell if I know. Something raspberry it had a big “R” on the bottle. Anyone know what it is called? Anyway it was good, it was the only drink I had that night, so I was ok driving. But other than that, the place sucked.

SO I left that club and went across the street to a gay club called Numbers, and I gotta say - there were TONS of guys. Very very very few women. I overheard a guy say “Even a gay guy doesn’t like a cock party.” LOL that’s how many men there were, even the men were complaining. Anyway, I walked in, all the guys were talking to each other, no one was dancing… I looked up at the dance floor and maybe 15 people were dancing. I decided that since all these guys are definitely gay (they didn’t even LOOK like they were bi or into girls at all) - I would try to light the place up.

My attempt at turning gay men straight: I went out on the dance floor and shook my booty and got down and hot, and for once in my life the guys didn’t even respond. I guess when you’re gay, you’re gay. I was shocked, I mean, I just wasn’t used to guys NOT reacting to me. I tried EVERYTHING, I even flashed the crowd. Hmmm wrong crowd for that. At least the women would have appreciated that. Oh well. I gave up. I left.

I decided to go back to the club from last night that I liked so much called the Brass Rail. Apparently last night was “Hip Hop” nite. But tonight was “Salsa Nite” which I didn’t know till I walked in. I LOVED IT! There were so many people of all varieties, hispanic, white, black, asian, pacific islander, japanese…. everyone was there. I have a thing for men with dark hair - especially Hispanic men, so I was in absolute heaven. (Please don’t be sad if you have blonde hair, I HAVE been attracted to many light-haired men!) It was absolutely wonderful!

I danced for about two and a half hours till my feet were tired. I didn’t dance with any girls, sadly… tonight I danced with all the men. And I must say, I think God must have decided to put all the sexy men in that club tonight because I have NEVER seen so many FINE men in my life! I kept cumming in my panties, they were soaked at the end of the night. The only problem is, I couldn’t tell who was bi and who was gay. I didn’t know if the guys were dancing with me cause they liked me, or just cause they wanted to dance. Maybe a little of both. I am DEFINITELY turned on by flamboyant guys, I love guys who aren’t afraid to be a little feminine on the dance floor, totally turns me on. I know, call me crazy - it’s just what I like.

I danced with one HOT HOT HOT HOT bisexual hispanic man, I was in pure heaven. Possibly the best looking guy I have ever seen, but it was dark so I can’t really say if he was THE most gorgeous, but definitely unforgettable. He told me that I was beautiful and taught me how to do salsa dancing. Unfortunately, he came and left with another guy. So I had to pout. But the rest of the night I was just having a ball out there by myself, I danced with ANYONE who smiled at me. And BOY there were a lot of smiles. My poor feet hurt.

Anyway, after they shut the club down at 2 am, I walked to my car and noticed I got a $25 parking ticket. FUCK. Then as I sat in my car, I get this tap on my window from this short little dude named Angel who asks me if I would go have a drink with him at a local bar. I told him my feet hurt and I was headed home, but thanks anyway. But he begged and begged, and I have a problem saying no, so I said sure. So he hopped in my car to go to the bar. Only problem is, he just wanted to get in my car, he had no intention of going to a bar. Instead he said - “Let’s go to my house.” Um, dude. Here, get out. There’s your car. Go home, have a good night. And of course, him begging and pleading for a night with me was priceless. He even had the nerve to say, “But I got a big pecker. And I like to eat clit.”

Um yeah dude. That’ll make me wanna fuck you. *ducks head in embarrassment*

That was my night….

And by the way, one of my sweetest callers told me that I was perfect. As flattering as that is, I feel I should mention some of my imperfections. I am FAR from perfect. I have many many many flaws, my shit stinks just like everyone else’s. I have decided to make a list of my flaws, just to show everyone how ridiculous I can be at times.

MY IMPERFECTIONS
1. I can cook gourmet lasagna, but cannot cook rice or grits
2. I don’t clean my dishes for 3 or 4 days sometimes
3. When I take a bath sometimes I forget to bring a towel and will leave a mess all over the floor and walk around the house naked with soap suds dripping down.
4. When I do my laundry, I go to the laundromat and put all the dry clothes in mesh bags, I don’t even fold them. I wait hours and hours after I get home to fold them and put them away.
5. I still lost trying to find my way home when I drive.
6. I am terrified of bugs. I will scream bloody murder if I see a spider - ewwww those legs.
7. I CONSTANTLY lock myself out of my car.
8. I lock myself out of the apartment, sometimes with little clothes on, and it is not funny. Especially when it’s cold.
9. I will call the maintenance guy to fix the light switch, when it turns out, all I have to do is pull the cord.
10. I can’t parallel park. I won’t even try.
11. When I play video games, I just press the buttons even though I have no idea which combinations I am doing.
12. When I have company come over, I have to scramble for 15 minutes to make the apartment look good.
13. I sleep on top of the covers, cause I hate to make the bed.
14. I am extremely superstitious. When I walk with someone and we are temporarily separated (say for instance walking on opposite sides of the stairs) - I say aloud “bread and butter” which is kind of like knocking on wood and protects our lifelong friendship. That is just one example, but I have a lot.
15. I live 15 minutes from Mexico and never been there. I’m too scared to go alone.
16. I have trouble with lighters. Thankfully, I just got a Zippo, I can handle that.
17. I roll my own cigarettes, and never fill them just right.
18. I go jogging for coffee in the morning and forget my wallet.
19. I don’t have a table. I like to eat while sitting on the floor.
20. When I go to the bathroom, I like to read meaningless labels on the back of cartons and bottles.
21. I spend $80 a month for cable and never/hardly ever watch tv.
22. Sometimes I have a huge ego, and sometimes I feel invisible.
23. When I shop, I don’t think, I just look at it, like it, buy it. It gets me in trouble a lot.
24. I trust people too much, to a point where I can be naive.
25. I have a hard time saying no when people are attracted to me or selling me things.

Shoutouts:
Had a beautiful long hour with my sexy Vegas boy who let me make sweet passionate love to him in my new Victoria Secret tanga mmmm yummy, had a fantastic hour with a challenging uncle rapist who made me earn the rape but I gotta tell you - he knows how to make me CUM HARD! Had a wonderful lovemaking-in-the-rain call with my sweet Sacto lover who knows how to lick my pussy with a skillful tongue WOW! Had some awesome mutual masturbation with my sexy Alabama boy who totally knows how to make a girl feel special, and last but certainly not least… had a super sexy call with my charming prince who let me hypnotize him and then let me deny him over and over while I got myself off. THAT was fun!

A night at a gay bar

Published on October 26, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Red spaghetti strap shirt, long black velvet skirt, black g-string, thin black socks, dark black leather clogs - hair up

I just got two gifts in the mail - and my birthday isn’t until November 11th… I am certainly the luckiest girl in the world *blushes*

First of all I would just like to give a special sincere thank you to a wonderful man who melted my heart. I just got a package in the mail from a very sweet man who got me a music video dvd called “Live at the El Mocambo” by Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble and I listened to it for hours and hours and hours yesterday with MUCH appreciation. What a kind hearted person to get that for me! Also, he got me something that wasn’t even on my wish list that was on Amazon (hey I didn’t even know you could DO that - but I was SOOO happy he did!) — he got me a book called “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm. Wow, what an intense book, and much needed! I took an hour long bubble bath last night and cuddled with the book and learned a lot about the art of love. A passage I liked — “In contrast to both types of love is erotic love; it is the craving for complete fusion, for union with another person. It is by its very nature exclusive and not universal; it is also perhaps the most deceptive form of love there is.” HOW TRUE! So…. for you sweet wonderful man - who is both an excellent stepfather, an excellent next-door rapist, and also the man who pleasures my precious feet…. THANK YOU *sends sweet kisses*

Last night I decided to go to the clubs in San Diego and have a little fun on a Friday night. It wasn’t a regular club, it was an alternative-lifestyle club called The Brass Rail. It was AMAZING! I went with my sister and we stood in line outside of the club for like 20 minutes just to get in the place, but it was well worth it! We walked in after paying $7 each, stamped our hands in blacklight ink and the ENTIRE place was pitch black with blacklights and halloween stuff everywhere. And no matter where you looked there were people dancing. Usually you go to a club and maybe 20 or 30 people are dancing, not this place. EVERYONE danced! We were all wall-to-wall people, everyone bumping against everyone, both on the dance floor and off, there were people humping on the pool tables and bar stools, and I had an amazing time there.

I was wearing a short black leather skirt, and a white see-thru shirt with a black bra underneath. It looked really cool with the blacklights on it. I also wore my knee high black leather boots which I must say, was the perfect choice for the evening because so many people commented on them. See? Other people have foot fetishes too! I had never been to a “gay” club before. And notice I use the word gay in quotation marks, that’s because I don’t like labels on people. I don’t classify people as gay or straight… I would rather call them “open.”

There were guys dressed as girls, girls dressed as guys, guys on guys, girls on girls, guys on girls, you name it - it was ALL there. There were mostly black people, and almost everyone else was hispanic, with maybe a handful of white people. I am half-Latina but look very white, and I must say - I really felt at home there. I felt open with myself and not so shy. A lot of you know how reserved and shy I am at clubs, I tend to just wait to be approached… well not last night. I approached everyone, every gender, every ethnic, and I had a blast!

For hours and hours I danced and danced, so much sweat, so much fun, so many people! It was a first time for me in a place like that and it certainly won’t be the last. I got down and dirty on the dance floor with several girls, and a few bi AND gay guys danced REALLY hot with me. YOU KNOW WHAT??? GAY CLUBS ARE SOOOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN STRAIGHT CLUBS! The music is better, the people dance hotter, there is much more openness, and no one looks at you funny if you can’t dance. Some people danced terrible and they still looked good. I must say, I LOVE to dance, I have a fantastic time dancing for hours.

At the end of the night when the club closed, I was outside leaning against the wall and met a guy named Fredo who was in the mood to have a threesome. He had never been with a guy before, but wanted to have a couple join him in bed. He never ended up going home with anyone, but me and him shared a kiss on the sidewalk. He asked me if he could follow me home, but I politely told him no. I mean, he tasted like beer and an ashtray. Good luck man.

So even though I came home alone, I left with my dignity. I could have easily gotten laid, had a one-night-stand and never hear from the guy again… or I could politely pass and wait till I find someone I am physically and emotionally attracted to.

I heard that there are two more clubs that are within a few blocks of that one - one is called The Flame - which is an alternative lifestyle lesbian club… and then there is a place called Numbers which is mostly geared towards men (unless lesbian night). I would go there next weekend, but I will be in Sacramento at a halloween party. (Don’t worry guys, I will be forwarding my phone so I can still take calls up there in one of the private rooms - and maybe I will actually be with another guy or girl when you call!)

Shoutouts:
Laughed at a guy with a four-incher (how adorable is that?), had a cuckold call with a guy who licked my boyfriend’s ass and helped us get ready for our date, gave one sexy man a HOT blowjob and let him blow his load all in my mouth (he was SO yummy too), fucked a man cause I desperately needed a place to sleep but couldn’t afford rent, was an obedient fuck slave for one dominating man, made sweet love to my wonderful Montreal lover, and then fucked a pantyboy with a vibrator and put a cock ring around him….. love you all!!! *sends kisses*

Looking Up

Published on October 23, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Black hiphugger pants, black thong, dark blue midriff shirt, black sports bra, black socks, tennis shoes

Just got off my morning jog about an hour ago and still wearing this whole gear, I’d rather be barefoot *giggles and takes off shoes*….

*me looks up at computer screen devilishly*

ok, I’ll take off the socks too. Much better. Well it IS kind of hot in here, my legs are kind of sweating from the run, guess I should take off the pants too. *throws pants on the floor* Heck, while we’re at it, I’ll take off my shirt and bra too. *giggles again*

ok ok ok ok

I’ll take off the sports bra too. let me start over.

—-Begin Journal Entry——

Current Wardrobe: Black thong

(((much better)))

Ok things are looking up now. I had some wonderful people make me feel better with my friend passing away and even though it has been difficult, I have found humor to be an excellent way to deal with it. A special thanks to my sister for buying me a whoopie cushion and making me sit on it. Too funny. Made me laugh!

Also I went into town and spent a few bucks on some awesome new shading color pencils, I was proud of myself for spending less than a hundred dollars. Usually I am so bad about oversplurging cause I am an impulse shopper.

Ok question for all you SoCal guys. Everyone keeps mentioning a food store called Trader Joe’s which has a lot of organic and healthy foods, as well as other stuff. What exactly is this place? Can someone fill me in? I LOVE organic foods and things not harmful to animals. It would mean so much if someone could tell me more about this place. Anyone have knowledge of it? You all are so good to me.

A cute thing happened yesterday. I was laying out in my yellow bikini by the pool and all of a sudden this lost little puppy climbs on my lap. Now keep in mind in this apartment complex, no dogs are allowed. Cats only. But this puppy was so cute! I just ran my fingers through it’s hair. It was a cute golden colored pomeranium and was soooo adorable I almost cried. So there I am in my bikini, petting this cute little precious animal and here comes my apartment manager into the pool area. The same lady who wrote me that complaint letter from weeks ago (I posted the letter in an earlier entry). She starts to chew me out for having a pet dog on the property. Um…. it’s not my dog! Eventually, I was able to talk some sense into her. What is wrong with people? I was just petting the sweet little precious dog - and he was SO adorable, I wish I could have kept him. Awwwww…. but bad bad bad apartment lady. What is wrong with the landladies and apartment managers I get? *sighs*

I go, I check my mail wearing nothing but my skimpy bikini and the postman was still putting the last letters into our little apartment boxes and he starts looking at me and smiling. I just blush and smile a little bit, but the way he started fumbling with his letters and dropping things, I felt almost embarrassed. He kept looking at me in the corners of his eyes and as he was leaving, he started stuttering and said - “Nnnnice day, Ma’am.” I think SOMEONE has a crush on me. Hee hee

Shoutouts:
A superb, amazing, FANTASTIC hour with one sexy man who pleasured my feet making me cum over and over and OVER and OVER and never let up!!! Had a great sexy call with my concert boy who made sweet love to me and made me feel incredible, talked to one adorable sweetie twice who fucked me making me scream in pleasure, got raped by my 3-click pantyboy who made me cum hard twice! Got fucked by my theater sweetie while his girlfriend was at work, had a great pantyboy-strapon call with one sissy slut, had fun with my ass-stuffer in his basement with his inflatable buttplug, vibes, and candle - who said a domme can’t be sweet and sexy? Fucked one awesome guy on the sand on the San Diego beach, had a lovely call with a slut who sucked my strapon and got dressed in panties and pantyhose, had a wonderful hypnosis stripclub session with my Georgia stripper boy who knows how to control himself, and last but not least…. had an hour long call with one awesome guy in a San Francisco hotel who told me about his experiences with guys with breasts and chicks with dicks in a very open porn shop - then called back for another half hour for some hot fucking! Gotta love all of you! Thank you!

Emotional City

Published on October 21, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Red t-shirt, mismatched plaid cotton pajama bottoms rolled down halfway down my hips

I really don’t know how to start this next journal entry. It is filled with good news, bad news, sad news, everything…

Sad news first…
A very close girlfriend of mine in her mid-twenties died last week (tragically and suddenly by an unexpected brain tumor) and I just found out about it last night. I had to log out for quite a bit to compose myself and get my bearings together. She was also 6 months pregnant with a son and lost him as well. She had JUST gotten married this year and was still newlyweds. I have written her husband a letter, but sometimes words just don’t come out right. So if you would, please be a little sensitive for the next few days. I am quite human, I do have feelings, and it’s not always easy to keep a happy face 100% of the time.

Bad news second…
Dino stood me up on Friday night when we were supposed to go out. Friday was supposed to be our fourth date, and he just did not show up. I am certainly not the kind of girl to sulk. I went out to the clubs in Pacific Beach, including one bar called the Tiki Room and totally hung out drinking some Skyy Blues and listening to live alternative bands. I went bar hopping to a couple of places, met some new people, but no potential dates. It’s hard to take men seriously when they are drunk off their asses. Later that night, I heard a message on my machine and it was him saying he was a couple of hours late (with no excuse). Well too bad buddy, you were late and I had fun without you. I called him back the next day, no answer. I haven’t heard from him since.

Good news…
The two giant painting prints off my Amazon gift list finally came! They are so beautiful and they look so nice on my wall! Thanks so much to my favorite attorney/writer/son for getting them for me! They match my decor so well! Thank you from the bottom of my heart! You know how to make a girl smile when everything around her is falling apart, thank you so much.

Regular news…
I ended up buying a Play Station 2 with the following games: Tekken Tag Tournament, Grand Theft Auto 3, and Backyard Wrestling. I just need to get a 2nd controller and a memory card. I still want to get Soul Caliber 2 and Grand Theft Auto: Vice City… and maybe a few more. But it sucks not having a memory card to save anything. But playing GTA3 and Tekken has been fun to do when I am by myself! Very addictive!

Weird news…
Also, I went jogging on Sunday morning, got my morning white chocolate mocha Venti at Starbucks, ran across the street to the bagel store and grabbed a fresh warm bagel and while running back home, ran into a bizarre thing. You see, in Southern California, all the Von’s stores are on strike. And all the Albertson’s and Ralph’s are on lockout. So basically the three largest grocery stores/supermarkets are on strike/lockout. Well while running back home, one of the workers was holding a sign and was on strike and since I was running, she decided to run behind me. She must have been bored, hell if I know. A guy followed behind her, and I just ignored them… about 5 minutes went by and I turned around, and at least 7 or 8 people were running behind me. I felt like Forrest Gump with people running behind him or something. I felt like I was leading some sort of weird crusade. Weird. I just wanted my bagel. Or as Forrest would say, “I just felt like run-ning.”

Sexy Shoutouts:
A wave to my secret private caller who lets me laugh at him hee hee, a wonderful hour with my adorable Illinois pantyslut slave who brought his cell phone in Wal-mart and went lingerie shopping and bought so many pretty pairs of panties, thigh highs, and everything to make himself feminine. Soooo sweet of him to do that awwww… and also thanks for the 30 minute tip as well!!! (I LOVE those tips, and I gotta say thank you!) A sweet loving call with my favorite trucker who left me a five minute tip afterwards and told me how sweet I was - no YOU are sweet *giggles*…. had a sexy hour long daddy’s girl hypnosis call with my New Hampshire sweetheart but he wasn’t feeling so good, so he gave me a 25 minute tip and thanked me (honey I DO hope you get feeling better and I hope you are ok - I send my hugs)… a great romantic call with my Montreal lover, had a fantastic orgasm control exotic time with my sweet charming prince mmmm, laughed at one sissy slut for wearing panties and made him lick my boyfriend’s cum out of my pussy, had sexy lovemaking with one super super sexy man, teased my Pennsylvania pantyboy relentlessly till he came sooo hard, and fucked one pantyboy with my strapon so hard that we both came so hard… I was so out of breath!

Freshly fucked

Published on October 17, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Red satin chemise, black silky pajama bottoms from Victoria’s Secret, and red panties to match.

I wanted to talk about something serious. Something called love. That is a word I rarely use. Usually when I say it I am describing chocolate, not a person.

Well I must say, I definitely have a sex life. I’m getting sex at home left and right with Dino. (We had sex a few hours ago and then he left and went home). And even though I like Dino, he has a little bit of a listening problem that definitely doesn’t qualify longterm with me. But he IS sexy and we DO get along great in many ways. But damn I have absolutely no love life. It sure would be nice if I ever found love one day. I admit, I have never been in love. Not REALLY in love. I mean, I have deeply liked someone. And some people I even wanted to share forever with, but I still don’t call that being in love.

When I first moved here to California, I wondered what it would be like to live alone and without the feeling of skin against me. For the longest time I had Chris or Kel or Jacob around… one of them a phone call away for a hot sexual time. But that was purely for fucking, no love. None. So here I am. Getting laid. I get the cuddling, the look-deeply-in-your-eyes looks, the one hour of intamacy before the guy pulls his pants back up and says goodnight and goes home. That’s about as personal as it gets. And that is kind of hard.

I must say, hugging my pillow at the end of the night gets kind of old. I sometimes wonder if maybe a blow-up doll of a sexy man would suffice better.

I have had the butterflies in my tummy over Dino since I first met him, and they are still there. But do the butterflies leave once you realize someone’s imperfections? My butterflies seem to be fluttering a little softer now. Are my standards too high? Do I REALLY need a man who listens? Well of course I do. But I suppose you can’t have your cake and eat it too.

You guys HAVE to check out Taylor’s journal, she put an audio blog in there where she sang “I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing” by Aerosmith and she sounds totally sexy. Go tell her she has a sexy voice, it will make her day
Also, I was thinking about going to the mall tomorrow and buying an XBox, or a Gamecube, or a Playstation 2. I am not sure which one yet. Probably an XBox just cause all the guys say it is more advanced. I don’t even HAVE a video game console and I have always wanted one. On PS2, I like playing Grand Theft Auto 3 and Tekken Tag. On Gamecube, I like playing Mario… and on XBox I like playing Soul Caliber. Tough choices. If any of you video game guys can give me great suggestions, let me know! I want to get Street Fighter and Backyard Wrestling as well but don’t know who makes them. And I am not a big fan of rpg’s, but I like interactive games and fighting games. Who would have thought that sweet lil Isabella would play a fighting game? LOL

Bet you didn’t know I love boxing on television. Probably the only sport on tv that makes me cum. Something about men sweating in boxers fighting it out like men, just turns me on. I love that!

Shoutouts:
My sacramento strapon-slut/son got caught by mommy for watching one dirty porno and got punished - bad bad slut, fucked my anal boy with a rock solid baseball bat and made him lick my sweet ass, did some dirty dancing in the gaslamp district for my charming prince, made one small pecker dude cum twice under his hour long hypnosis session (thanks for the 15 minute tip - I loooobe you!), had some hot hot hot anal sex with one ass-loving sweetie, made sweet love to one straight sexy, hot man…. and last but not certainly not least - made love to the gorgeous chicago traveler who called me from his lonely bed so we could share our cum together - and was nice enough to give me some tips about men and dating. You all rock!

I finally found someone

Published on October 15, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: brand new dark purple slinky nightgown and matching silky panties

For those of you who keep up with my sex/love life or lack thereof, I would like to tell you that I FINALLY have found a guy who enwarps me in happiness. On Friday night I had gone out to the clubs and like I said, I left with some business cards and a number written on my thigh. I tossed three of the cards, and the number on my thigh ended up rubbing off after a night of dancing, so I called the one card that I really thought had potential. He was a wonderful guy, but I wanted to know him more. Anyway, we decided to have a late-night meeting on Saturday night for a couple hours and then I would log back in for work. We decided to meet at a 24-hour diner just to see if we still felt mutually about each other, and I must say, he made me melt. He ended up coming to my place and we talked, made out a little bit, and then like a proper gentleman, he excused himself and went home.

His name is Dionisio but everyone calls him Dino. He comes from an Italian/Spanish background like I do, and we have wonderful conversation, great chemistry, and we also LOOK like a nice little couple. He is definitely a handsome man, wonderful features, but most importantly a compassionate heart. On Monday we start chatting online about our day and he wanted to take me out on a proper date. A dinner and a movie. I happily agreed. We ended up going to the Olive Garden and we saw the movie Intolerable Cruelty in which we had the whole theater to ourselves. And for those who absolutely love it when I give you guys the inside scoop, yes we got a little heated, he even fingered me during the movie and it was amazing! We ended up coming back to my place, and even though it was only a second date… I justified sleeping with him since we had been chatting, etc. since we met at the club. I swear, I couldn’t even call it sex, it was completely making love. It was nothing like the one night stands I have had recently. He gazed in my eyes the whole time, he gave as well as received, treated me like a princess, held me for hours afterwards, cuddled with me like his own precious sweetie, it was amazing!

And the thing is, I cannot get him out of my head. It has only been two dates and I cannot get him out of my head. I try so hard to play it cool, calm, and collected. But the truth is, I feel completely vulnerable around him, because he melts me. I caught myself today confiding in my sister how I felt about him, and it occurred to me just how good I really do feel about him. I have absolutely no desire to date anyone else. Every date that had been lined up previously, I have cancelled. Is it possible to have found someone who makes me feel complete in such a short time? Have I just become a hopeless romantic? Has the dreamer side of me fallen asleep and not woken up? I confess that I have never had a more passionate night of lovemaking in my life. It was by far, the best night of my life. I would be devastated if all it was to him was a one-night stand. But from the way he looked at me and touched me, I am pretty sure he knows something is there too. *crosses fingers and prays prays prays that I will not get my heart broken*

So I will say this, after a string of terrible dates, I have finally found a reason to put on a little extra lip gloss every day. I cannot express to you all how this makes me feel. I sure hope no guys get jealous on me, I really did need this. I love you all, you know that…. but I really needed to feel skin, to feel wanted, to feel adored. And I finally felt that…… and I am completely and utterly put under his tiny little spell.

By the way - I thank all the people who called me during the short time periods I was logged in, I apologize for being on and offline inconsistently, going on dates this week with Dino has caused a slight interruption, but I am most definitely here.

Shoutouts:
Had a fabulous call with my San Francisco sweetie mmmm nice, fucked my Sacramento strapon slave TWICE and made him beg to taste his ass on my plastic cock, had a wonderful call with a new caller who tucked me in sweetly for the night and loved to hear about me and other girls, had a specTACular hour with my wonderful boyfriend who made me get submissive and do ANYTHING to get him back - even if it meant a lil spanking and an ass pounding, had a pleasant surprise call with my sexy concert boy who let me be the sweet girl next door and he made me cum incredibly - and thanks for the Dave Matthews ticket schedule! - had a cumsational call with a very sexy trucker wow that was way hot, had a kick ass schoolgirl roleplay with a guy who truly has a talent with words and what do you know - he used to live just miles from me, had a fantastic daddy’s girl call so delicious, had a warm hour with a guy who talked about his pedicure and his leg waxes - loved the chat, made sweet passionate love to one sexy adorable man, had a quite eventful pantyboy hypnosis session with one sexy slut, had TWO amazing calls with my arizona pantyboy who absolutely loves sucking a hard cock, I laughed at one little whore for wearing cute little panties and LOL boy was he cute hee hee, mmm had a girly call with my charming prince as I hypnotized him in my daddy’s girl voice and charmed him into bliss, then I got to laugh and laugh at my panty panty pricktease who has an obsession with pantylines, cheerleading uniforms, and has now upgraded from magazines to AVI and can’t seem to get enough hee hee what a pathetic slut hee hee, had an astounding call with my Connecticut pantyboy who went from pantyloving to pussyloving in 3 seconds can you blame him? And last but certainly not least, I had a threesome with the delicious Melodie who roleplayed a landlady/tenant fantasy with me and one naughty caller where she blasted me for porn on my computer and in return I sicked the dogs on her - she licked and fucked each dog nut, shit on her, put her head in the toilet, and of course, had it all deservingly returned on me. Gotta love being shit on and branded by a hot iron hee hee. Yeow. Unforgettable.

A night on the town

Published on October 11, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: baby-blue tank top above my midriff, baby-pink undies, and I have my hair in cute pigtails today

Note: I found out who sent me the gifts, I got most of them in the mail already except the magazine subscription and the paintings which take a couple of weeks. I would like to say a warm thank you to my sweet attorney/writer/son who completely knows how to flatter a girl and make her feel special. I have the foot massager under my feet right now (da-da-dum-da) and the new gorgeous comfortable covers on my bed, the awesome lamp light above me on, etc….. the mp3 player sounded so wonderful when I was jogging…. and I watched every single episode of sex and the city of the 4th season on dvd…. and will watch them over and over. Thank you sweetheart *sends kisses, hugs, and lots of cum*

Well I decided to take Friday night off and hit the San Diego clubs in the gaslamp district. Wore my favorite short black dress, some Dolce Gabana pumps, and my favorite cK Be cologne and damn I looked hot. Hee hee, it took me about an hour to get ready cause I did this funky thing with my hair that looked totally sexy.

I went out with my girlfriend, Ann, a girl who lives a couple doors down from me at my apartment complex and we both got down and dirty on the dance floor. Great music, great club, it was a nice change. It was my first time hitting the night clubs since I even moved to California. I prefer a blues/jazzy club myself, but I decided to do the techno/bass thing and wow it was amazing. I didn’t like the seven-dollar parking, but everything else couldn’t be better.

She and I danced together and all the guys seemed to flock to us, talk about heaven. We’d go to the bar and get free drinks from other guys, and at one point even the bartender said it was on the house. I tried to play it cool, act like being there was no big deal, but truth was, after the terrible flock of online dating, I was really wanting to meet REAL guys actually face to face. And boy did I. I walked out with like 4 business cards, and a guy’s number written on my thigh. I probably talked with over a dozen guys who had approached me, see I told you all I was approachable. Just cause I look nice doesn’t mean I am stuck up. Hee hee. I laughed and danced with so many people, danced the whole night away. And can I just say that doing the bump and grind is a LOT cooler than it looks on tv? Sometimes I would go ALL the way DOWN to the floor where my ass was riding on the floor, then land in the crotch of some guy behind me. Who knows how many sexy men grabbed my ass, WOW.

I ended up taking a cab home cause I was so freaking drunk. Ann left her keys at the bar, so she ended up spending the night with me in my apartment and since I only have one bed, me and her shared the bed together. And let me just say, when you get two horny and drunk girls who are sleepy, well you can only imagine what we wore to bed. Nothing but our little birthday suits. (Well my birthday is in EXACTLY one month - november 11th) but you get the idea.

Shoutouts:
Had an awesome hour with my teal-panty-wearing pantyboy, humiliated a guy with his 4-inch cock even though his voice made me melt - sounded like a dj, tore my charming prince in half with his mind-blowing orgasm, used my clit pump after a strapon hypnosis with one very kinky man, made sweet love to my chicago sweetie who waited 2 weeks for me without masturbating and made me cum more than once, had a spectacular hour with my wonderful apartment neighbor who raped me in my own place - gotta love those older men (wink wink), laughed at a tiny pecker/pantyboy who desperately wanted me, got a wonderful pleasant surprise call from my vegas boy who moaned my name so sweetly I melted to the floor, had a wonderful teacher/student roleplay with a hot hot hot man who turned around and did a second roleplay where I was his drunk older sister and he raped me since I was so tipsy - go go gadget cock hee hee, and of course enjoyed awesome lovemaking with wonderful sweeties along the way… love you all!

The luckiest girl in the world

Published on October 7, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: pink spaghetti strap tank-top, black cotton string bikini panties, black short shorts, and black socks

I don’t even know where to start, but let me just say…. that I am the luckiest girl in the whole world. Today, just out of curiosity, I was checking my Amazon wish list to see some items I had put on there, just to check the prices of them… and realized that there were some items missing, so I clicked on “purchased items” to see which things had already been purchased. And OH MY GOD. I think I fainted.

Someone (or maybe more than one person - I have NO idea)… has bought me an mp3 player, a foot massager, a years subscription to an art magazine, an artistic lamp, an expensive bed collection…..

I think my heart just fell out of my chair. I have no idea who the good samaritan was. I have no idea who purchased them. But I must say, I became the most pathetic crying little baby when I saw…. Oh my God, I had literal tears streaming down my face. Will the guilty party please raise their hand??? I want to know who to thank!!!! I have no idea who sent me all that stuff, but I can honestly say you not only made my day…. but you have made me feel incredible (which is a nice feeling considering the horrible run-in of bad dates including being stood up more than once). I am the luckiest, happiest girl alive.

I may be running into bad guys when I am going out, dating, or meeting people… but I am running into the most amazing people online. You guys are so sweet, there are so many of you who have been there when I was down, have been there when I needed a friend, have been there when I needed someone to talk to, and you know… a lot of you have been there when I ….just needed some calls ….because God knows every phone call helps me pay my bills. Regardless of how bad the train wreck of my dating life seems to be, I just want you all to know how honored I am to know you all. I see so many of you as friends, lovers, companions… not just customers. And I don’t even have to tell you that. You already know by the way we treat each other.

I finished building a website for Stephanie!! Go check it out: http://sassystephie.com - She is amazing and I hope you like how her site looks!

Ok, gets off her mary poppins happy-crying session.

On Saturday night I had expected to go on a date with a guy who was supposed to drive down from L.A. to see me. We had been chatting for a whole week and I had really looked forward to meeting him. He said he would see me between 3-4 pm… and at 6:45 pm he calls me and tells me he is sorry he is late but on his way. 9:00 pm rolls around, he is not here. 10:00 rolls around, he is not here. 11:00 rolls around, he is not here. 12:00 rolls around, he is not here. 1:00….2:00….3:00…. he stood me up. I was quite sad, but thankfully there were a couple of people who really made me feel nice by calling and cheering me up. Thank you for being there for me.

It’s funny because Friday night I only got two quickie calls, and I got NO calls on Sunday. So I had two days where I was mostly twiddling my thumbs… but OMG… Saturday and Monday you all came flooding! I love you all!!!!

Shoutouts:
Had a wonderful daddys girl call with a sweet crock of a man, had a fun call with a pantyboy as I laughed at his tiny lil pecker, had the most amazing call with my favorite cum wrestler who was there for me after I got stood up after a date, had a wonderful lovemaking session with one sweet kisser, got to sit on the face of a very skilled pussyeater, had an hour long call with my st. louis sweetie who completely shocked me with a whole hour - then called back for another half-an-hour so he could get kinky with me (and boy did he), had two lovely calls with a pantyboy back-to-back, had the most amazing surprise call from my sweet chicago doll who makes me cum SO loud in his ear, gave a morning blowjob to a man who always has a morning wood, fucked up a strapon-sissy in his bathtub - hope he didn’t drop the phone, I masturbated for the girl at the pool for my sweet window watcher mmmm came soo hard, fucked a pantyboy with my strapon as he begged for it on his back, fucked my anal boy with a baseball bat and a bowling pin, had the most delicious hour with my Alaskan slave, a surprise hour long call with my New Hampshire hypnosis buddy who has a new fascination for eyes and tongues, got raped in the wilderness by my own cousin - it hurt cause I was such a tight virgin, had a nice warm shower with my concert boy who made sweet love to me, dressed up my Hollywood pantyboy and fucked him nice and hard until we both came, mmm a savory hypnosis session with a first-time caller who is now addicted, made love to one sweet heart who just wanted it nice and slow, had an hour long call with a first-time sexy pantyboy who had never dressed up before (except for one time with an ex-girlfriend) and boy this sure won’t be the last, fucked a sissy with my strapon and then made him fuck a bunch of men at the bar, had a wonderful call with a sweet princess girl who was lent to me by Mistress Stephanie, had another wonderful sissy/pantyboy/strapon call with one desirable fuck, and last but not least… I had a most enjoyable call with my prince charming who I find the most wonderful satisfaction in pleasure-torturing under hypnosis.

Freaky Friday

Published on October 4, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: Tie-dyed t-shirt, long black velvet skirt, pink silky panties

My car insurance guy had a bit of a crush on me and he wanted to get to know me better, so I told him I desperately needed someone to assemble a new second desk which I just bought. He agreed and came over…. and it took like 5 or 6 hours to assemble the desk, and I didn’t want to take calls with him here, so I was logged out last night. I feel really bad too cause Fridays are a big day for me and I kind of missed out on a lot of calls.

We also had a nice dinner together, watched a movie together, and even snuggled a bit during the love scenes. I was a very proper lady though, I didn’t sleep with him on a “first date” lol - but I did give him a sweet kiss on the cheek to thank him for assembling the desk. I think he’ll be back over in several days, we’ll see!

My blisters on my feet are beginning to heal… I got some moleskin, took the advice of a dear girlyboy friend and caller who suggested it. I feel loads better already!

Shoutouts over the last couple days:
I raped a bad bad boy in a fitness center with two black bodyguards, had a hot and spicy daddy’s girl call that totally turned me on, made fun of a guy with a 2-inch pecker hee hee, had a sweet pantyboy call with my sexy girly boy who played dress up with me, had a wonderful hot call with my Tampa sweetheart, had a lovely surprise call with my adorable and sexy 3-click boy, fucked my brother-in-law wow that was awesome!

Isabella falls in love with a caller

Published on October 1, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

**gushes**

I gotta say, I love a lot of you. I mean, I have gotten to know you all so well, some even on a personal level and it just melts my heart that I have such wonderful CHARMING people in my life. But I gotta dedicate this entry to a man who truly made me cry.

Remember how I said I liked the movie Pretty Woman? About how sometimes I feel like Julia Roberts just waiting for a man on his shiny horse to come rescue me.

Well………

I just gotta say……. I met my Richard Gere.

I have fallen head over heels in love with a caller. Yuppers. Meet my favorite attorney/writer/son. He found the way to my heart. Hee hee. He just bought me nearly $500 worth of gifts off my wishlist. Two giant paintings I really really wanted - as well as the Sex and the City Season 4 on dvd which I had been oogling over for months. I must have squeaked like a pig on acid when I found out all the things he bought for me. So shocked, he completely caught me by surprise. I had never even TALKED to him before!

He is a brand new caller, never even called before and pampered me with all those gifts. He just liked the way I wrote, the way I expressed myself, and my ability to be myself. Now all I can say is WOW! We just had an amazing mommy/son roleplay on the phone for an unbelievable hour… and I am still gushing.

*wipes tears of joy and appreciation*

He truly treated me like a lady, had a way with words that melted my heart, and left me absolutely breathless. What a sweet gentleman!

This is where I bend over backwards, try hard to start licking some SERIOUS ass and treat him like the man he is. Ok, this is where I dedicate a whole journal entry to someone… and you ALL know I just don’t do that.

A wonderful feeling

Published on October 1, 2003 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

Current Wardrobe: just a little bit of milk that spilled on my chest (wink wink)

My sister was here last night and most of tonight and we baked some chocolate chip cookies together… you have to taste how warm these are with some delicious milk. I know, you guys probably don’t give a shit about cookies, but you know??? They REALLY are good. here have one. *shares*

I have been a bad bad girl. I just spent a TON of money on art supplies. Canvases, paints, an easel, a gazillion trinkets. I should be so ashamed, but I’m not! hee hee… I love everything I bought, and now you know what your money goes towards after I pay my bills. Goes towards art art art. I even got a ton of expensive pencils and had to hand-sharpen all of them, and now I have blisters on my middle finger and my thumb on my right hand. I am wearing a Scooby Doo band-aid right now, imagine that. Isabella with a Scooby Doo band-aid. Go ahead laugh. *waits for laughter*

And I went on a terrible date two nights ago, and was dumb enough to meet the guy in L.A. (2 hours from me) at his personal home at 2 am. Please don’t tell me how stupid I am. I already know. Big mistake. The guy was a total fraud. He had fake pics, fake name, fake job, fake age, fake everything. I was completely distraught. So….. I took the liberty of cancelling all 12 of my dates for this month. It was a smart move on my end I believe. I could have been seriously hurt. Besides, I should get to know guys a little bit better.

So that being said……

I have narrowed down all of my dates and picked one guy to get to know him more. We are going out this Saturday. We’ve been writing and talking for almost a week and have gotten to know him. Sweet guy, has a young daughter, his name is Paul. I am going to take this slow and see what happens. Wish me luck!

Shoutouts:
Wooohoo! A hot hour with a pantyboy strapon lover, a totally amazing call with my Chicago sweetie who gave me a ten minute tip - AND he cummed twice! I had the most awesome call with my delicious Chicago traveler who called me from a hotel in Philadelphia while watching this hot Phillipino/Asian woman in a kick ass porno - thanks for waiting for me babe! I had a fucking HOT HOT HOT threesome with Lexi, and mmmm had a torturous call with my handsome prince where he was not allowed to touch himself once while I fucked my sister and then let him blow his load everywhere! WOW!