Las night anna came home drunk as a skunk
I locked myself in my room with a copy of Fanny Hill and a vibrator and settled in for long night of onanistic sulking.
Then I heard some scary noise coming from her room, that sounded no quite human.
Kind of distressed.
I got worried and went to investigate.
she was barking out the window to some dog down the street.
We both collapsed into hsyterical giggles.
She's too cute.
She leaves in 2 days.
I'm planning to be too busy to scrathc myself - but I'm going to miss her.
what a fluff
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