Ok, so I have this obsession with Bob's ass. Yes, Bob's ass. He has a nice butt, I don't care what anyone says. Anyways, lately I've been making sure that he knows that his butt looked extra nice that day... One day he had a comeback. Oh he did, he told me that my breasts were very nice or some compliment of some sort... I have to say that I felt so uncomfortable when he said those words to me... And I finally understood why he didn't like it when I told him that his ass was lookin good.
We took this little game one step further on another day. We were just hangin out at Amber, Adriana, and Aubreys... and Bob stood up and walked in front of me. I told him his butt looked great... he said my boobs looked great. And then I made the worst mistake of my life. I dared Bob to grab them. And then I took it a step further and double dared him. Bob cannot turn down a dare... much less a double dare. So he came up to me fully cupped my boobs and squeezed them really hard... multiple times. I was in shock. He walked away, grinning in his own triumph. I was violated.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
The Plague
A plague, by definition, is an epidemic disease that causes high mortality.
The flu, while not a disease that causes high mortality, took down my whole group of friends. Last week Adriana came home feeling lousy. She starts taking medicine hoping to get better, but of course she doesn't, and soon enough the rest of us are feeling her sickness too. She came down the hardest though and ended up spending the whole weekend at her mom's house trying to recuperate. Thursday night Amber and I spent the night playing video games and coughing. The next morning I wake up to go to work and feel like shit, so I come to work, and sure enough, they sent me home sick. I took full advantage of this and went straight to bed when I got home. One of the many downsides to this plague is that we all had plans for the weekend. Friday night was Matador Nights, which is always a fun event, but this time Yellowcard was having a show. I missed out... I stayed home in bed while Amber, Cisco, Edward, and a few others went to enjoy the show, which apparantley was a great show. The next night we had planned on going to watch the Vagina Monologues, but we missed that show too, none of us felt up to it again. I stayed home sweating out my deamons while the rest of the crew (minus Adriana) went to the hot spot and partied. Throughout the weekend, Amber and Cisco came to visit me and keep me company while I tried to get better... I was so disgustingly gross... I didn't even change my pajamas for the entire weekend. My roomate, Krissy, and her boyfriend, Byron, took care of me all weekend. They gave me medicine and made sure I was able to sleep, Krissy even rubbed vicks on my chest and back... she's the cutest roomate ever! Sunday I felt a lot better and Amber came over to visit feeling like shit herself, and so the tables turned. I took care of her.
It was a long, miserable weekend for all of us, but we got through it. Hopefully we won't get hit with another plague for a very long time, we are all still trying to get our voices back the way they were. Especially Cisco... he misses singing.
The flu, while not a disease that causes high mortality, took down my whole group of friends. Last week Adriana came home feeling lousy. She starts taking medicine hoping to get better, but of course she doesn't, and soon enough the rest of us are feeling her sickness too. She came down the hardest though and ended up spending the whole weekend at her mom's house trying to recuperate. Thursday night Amber and I spent the night playing video games and coughing. The next morning I wake up to go to work and feel like shit, so I come to work, and sure enough, they sent me home sick. I took full advantage of this and went straight to bed when I got home. One of the many downsides to this plague is that we all had plans for the weekend. Friday night was Matador Nights, which is always a fun event, but this time Yellowcard was having a show. I missed out... I stayed home in bed while Amber, Cisco, Edward, and a few others went to enjoy the show, which apparantley was a great show. The next night we had planned on going to watch the Vagina Monologues, but we missed that show too, none of us felt up to it again. I stayed home sweating out my deamons while the rest of the crew (minus Adriana) went to the hot spot and partied. Throughout the weekend, Amber and Cisco came to visit me and keep me company while I tried to get better... I was so disgustingly gross... I didn't even change my pajamas for the entire weekend. My roomate, Krissy, and her boyfriend, Byron, took care of me all weekend. They gave me medicine and made sure I was able to sleep, Krissy even rubbed vicks on my chest and back... she's the cutest roomate ever! Sunday I felt a lot better and Amber came over to visit feeling like shit herself, and so the tables turned. I took care of her.
It was a long, miserable weekend for all of us, but we got through it. Hopefully we won't get hit with another plague for a very long time, we are all still trying to get our voices back the way they were. Especially Cisco... he misses singing.
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