Waygay, My New Gay Boi-friend

Pays me to be his 'beard'. Inotherfagwords, he pays me to fend off the gay, so his family, especially Granny Gotrock$, thinks he's as straight as a pin. This requires incredible acting skills on my part and mouthwash, for when I have to schmutz him in front of relatives, god knows where that mouth has been.


Granny Gotrock$ has a 2 million dollar crib in Boca willed to Waygay only if he's no longer gay and behaves like a good str8 boy should, you see, his family thinks his gayness was only a brief phase that he passed thru, like adolescence! So he produced me @ the holidays as his girlfriend. I counted the cash. If Hollywood bitches can deflect gay glare from actor fehgs, so can I. I just need to get Waygay to sign a contract where I'll get a cut of the inheritance for my continuing girlfriendliness!

Slightly Surpassing Stinkbob?

Miss Sara

When I come to Miami I would love to take you for manicures and pedicures just let me know.

slave kris
Dear slave kris

I 'just' reviewed how much you have spent on me in the 2 years you've been calling me and your pathetic ass has only spent $179.14 including live calls, recorded calls, and blog entry fee. I don't humor piss-poor wannabe 'slaves'. You're only one level about Stinkbob. $7 a month doesn't even feed my Diet Pepsi habit. Put your money where your mouth is and start paying for my manicures and pedicures via Niteflirt paidmail. But somehow I doubt you can even swing for that.

Sara

G-Shot

Nicki is coming down for a few days of mischief and mayhem after Xmas. We are planning to double-Domme fatfuck. That is, if he can withstand it, it might be more than he can take. Nicki also wants to get her g-spot re-injected with Restylane, an XXXmas gift from scrooge fatfuck who will sweat while he gazes deep into the pussy he is not worthy to fuck. I'm going to wait till I graduate to get mine re-injected. A plumped up g-spot will put me into a perpetual state of horniness and steer me off course from my priorities. My priorities for the next 5 months is to get my thesis done, finish my clinical commitment hours and complete my graduate program. Then I shall fuck fuck and fuck.

Iceberg Alert

'Iceberg' is the new term for misleading photos on Myspace, Facebook, dating sites, ad nauseum, where the person posts pics of their face or a crop shot from the chest up. Only 10% of an iceberg is floating above water, we can't see the hulking mass below. And so the term arose from the hulking mass below the face shot, crop shot coming into view.

I experienced a sinking of the Titanic yesterday when I met a potential slave for coffee and an interview. Not that it matters to me if a slave is fat, as many of you know of my slave fatfuck, I'm only interested if the wallet's fat! But Terry is a wannabe, a playa, who wants a hot dominant girl on his arm for partying and pegging. Reminds me of my relationship with Charlie, who went to neverneverland (rehab) and I never heard from nor saw him again.

So I told Terry he would need to buy me out of my niteclub job if he wants me to bone him on the weekend and that I would want a month retainer, plus money for every Fri and Sat nite we go out. Of course he didn't like those terms, he wanted something more casual, like if I call you and want to go out this Fri, I'll pay you this.... He must have other girls in rotation? or....it's a $ issue, he's only 28 and I don't think he's making the level of $ to be able to dispose of the level of $ I'm looking for. I told him the only way I would be available on a Fri or Sat nite is if I'm not working and that he has to buy me out of that job. We went round and round. It ended in a stand-off. He's ready to be strap-on fucked, but he's not ready to financially fucked. Plus he was only driving the entry level Porsche.

Unscrooged

Fatfuck has agreed to pay for a shopping spree pour moi. Slut wear and heels coming up! Fatfuck will be released by the shrew just in time for my FINALS. So I will have to find a way to squeeze fatfuck into my exam schedule. I need all the slave money I can get my claws on to replace my beater car.

Ember has arranged for me to rendez-vous with a car salesman to give me tips galore on 'pre-owned' car shopping and what scams or tricks to watch out for. Ember's Dad owns a dealership here in SoFlo, but I can't afford the cars (even the 'pre-owned') Ember's Dad moves. Someday.... So in the meantime, Vince will be schooling me on Used Car Buying 101. Vince can't believe I am making him pay me $100 to meet me for coffee, when I should be paying him! Ha! He says: I want to get your game. I want to get your game down. That's a good game. You are playing me.

Ember selected Vince from the car salesmen harem as a possibility for enslavement. We shall see if Ember's instincts were 'right on'.

Scrooged

Hanukah means I don't see fatfuck for at least 8 days. While the Menorah burns, his shrew (wifey) has him by the short hairs. But I think a shopping excursion is in order, and scrooge fatfuck shall pay!