Wednesday, September 21, 2011

I'm Pretty Sure You're Fucking With Me....

Mr. No Shirt thinks i'm a size queen... i'm not... he's now calling me S.Q.... that's wonderful... I hope he's not saying that because he has a small cock... (which is impossible... at least according to my dirty dirty thoughts when it comes to him)... i tried to explain to him that size does not matter to me but he didn't believe me... ughhh.... he was wearing sweatpants today... and now i'm a little bit more certain that he does not wear underwear... there was definitely a cock outline going on... and yeah i was totally looking... haha... my coworkers find it extremely amusing how retarded and giggly i get when he comes in... not gonna lie it's pretty bad... if i could i would totally have my way with him... in the fitting room... bathroom... boiler room... middle of the room... where ever really... such a sexy sexy sexy dude...

oh wait!  i guess it would be important to tell how we ended up in that convo... so some freak sent the girl i work with a picture of a cock to her cell phone... she didn't know who it was so she called the cops... mr no shirt takes the report and then yesterday him and i talked about it... he told me it was a picture of giant cock... to which i replied "sounds like a good day to me" cuz i LOVE when surprise penises show up on my cell phone... he tells me that all girls are same and blah blah blah... to which i replied "it doesn't matter to me i'll prove it to you!!!"... how the fuck was i gonna do that???? sometimes i really don't think before i speak... so yeah....

so... here's a picture of my boobs from when i was taking those estrogen pills... holy crap were they bigggg!!!  (not that size matters)

2 comments:

  1. Hope there not as painful as they look but on the other hand you deff look like a goddess

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  2. they weren't painful.. just big! and thanks!! =)

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