Assplay

It’s all about ass today.  Yes, ass ass ass ass.. and no, not guys I date for once.

Last night before going to work the only pair of pants I could find were a green pair of skinny jeans.  I haven’t worn them in forever.  I’m not sure why exactly, I just haven’t.

Everytime I see a person in skinny jeans, I always associate having no ass.  These things fell off me when I wore em last.  They still fall off of me but not completely about to fall off anymore.  No, now I think I’m probably the only person with an ass that owns skinny jeans.

I hated my ass a year ago.  It’s always been there, but relatively also not existant in the ways of “Well boom! That’s an ass.”

In my mid morning/evening haze, I don’t recollect having any non nude photos of my ass pre now on my computer.  I could be wrong.  However, sorry, you won’t be able to compare it this time.

Now jeans riding low usually means a fishtail.  But then, there’s me.  And my logic is.. there’s only 3 times where underwear is an absolute must.  First dates, That time of the month, and business/family functions

Yes, I said it.  And you’re likely laughing because you know it’s completely logical.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go masterbate before I nap.  I have to work again in a few hours then have plans to go out and prance later. Buh bi!