3.19.17

EL Hefe

"why do you have glitter on your face. Are you some kind of faggot?"

"no. I fucked a bitch last night and her glitter rubbed all over me. So the real question is why DON’T you have glitter on your face"

I saw the cutest blonde girl on the other side of the bar. I waived at her and she just did the “im confused face.” I went to her  “I’m not interested.” Time to start drinking again to forget that I exist.

I saw this typical eastern European girl with blue eyes. I grabbed her hand while they were going to the bathroom. “Hi I wanted to meet you.” She smiled but had to go to the bathroom. When she came out, I danced with her. She danced wildly on me. I grabber her ass, her boobs. I wasn’t that attracted to her. But everyone was looking at us so I was trying to build some social rapport around the bar. PHONE NUMBER CLOSE.

I saw the skinny, druggy bar tender from BB. Hugged her, spinned her around and waived good bye. I just want to talk to her sexy friend.

A few more rejections and it was time to go. I saw this cute little black girl while leaving. I grabbed on her waist. She was instantly friendly. I turned to her guy friend “are you jealous.” “no we’re just friends.” I made out with her, grabbed her ass inside her pants. Fingered her. Her pussy had that strong smell. I tried to have Rom smell it. He wasn’t having it.

Grabbed her and her friend to spy bar. I got them a drink and I started to dance with the black girl. I fingered her on the dance floor. Took her to a dark corner.  I sat down and had her on my lap. I fingered her again. “I want to suck on your tits.” She lifted up her shirt and I was sucking on them. I grabbed her hand to leave. “Where is my friend.” “I’m sure he’s around here. Lets go.”  “No I can’t leave without him.” “I think he’s around this corner.” I took her around the back in the dark alleyway. I pushed her against the wall and started making out with her again. I took of her shirt and sucked on her tits again. I pulled down her pants, pushed her against the wall. I was thinking of fucking her right there. I changed my mind. Don’t know why really. I took her to my car and drove her to her car. PHONE NUMBER CLOSE.

I go home with tears in my eyes again and drunk text my LA girl.