This modernized journal belongs to the Los Angeles based, self proclaimed narcissist, & all around slag Whiplash Lopenski.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Color me a slut!
I popped my gym sex cherry last night.
Wait.
I’ve had sex numerous times at a gym before, so that’s wrong. Altho, those times before were with people that I knew. I think I need to rephrase the cherry that I’m talking about.
*thinks*
Ok, I got it now...
I popped my “while in the men’s locker room at the gym being cruised by a complete stranger who had finished his shower and was walking out of the shower area while I got into a shower stall for a post-workout clean up, only to have the stranger mysteriously return moments later to get into the stall directly across from mine, where he showed off his erect manhood via peek-a-boo shower curtain trickery which lead me to invited him over to my stall for a grope and stroke session that lasted a few minutes until we got off” cherry last night.
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