Yesterday's orgasm count: four, self-inflicted.
Nothing of great interest to report. I've been flirting online with my hot prospect, Oliver. I confess to having gotten a bit hot and bothered about it.
I've also been receiving some mildly flirtacious attention from Gabe again. I wonder.
Fuck, I'm tired.
About Me
- Queenie
- I am a sexually fixated young woman, who has made it her personal project for 2008 to document her thoughts, adventures, and orgasms throughout the year. Obviously, there's more to me than that, but it's pretty much exclusively what this journal focusses on. As you can probably imagine, it's explicit, so don't come crying to me if you got more than you bargained for. Really, the title alone should already let you know what you're getting yourself into by reading my self-absorbed waffles. Probably needless to say, I am free-spirited and unashamed, and think that sex should be shared and mutually enjoyed, not abused.
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