Ladies and gentlemen of the Seeker and Peeker Association of SG,
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I have been violated. Remember when I told you I was going to my doc for a follow-up urine sampling? Ha. Boy, was I mistaken. My doc (whom is a gyenocologist) comes in and says "Well the antibiotics worked and killed the infection...." (phew) "....but I also wanna go ahead and get your pelvic exam out of the way." I sighed and thought " Ok who cares" So he has me sit on this weird table (which could have doubled for a kinky sex table) and puts my feet in stirrups. Then without warning he just jets his fingers inside me and starts feeling around. I'm used to that overrated slogan "Now you're gonna feel a little pressure here.." Nope. DIdn't happen. Now i'm kinda sore in my nether region. Hip hip hooray! I love starting my days in pain.
*sarcasm* I would sue for malpractice but, i am broke as hell...
Anya met me in the parking lot when I came out to take me to lunch. She goes "Hey bitch, how'd it go?" and I replied "I think my doctor impregnated me" We have this very playful relationship so she decides to throw me over her shoulder and steal my left shoe. She hid my shoe in her purse and wouldn't give it back to me. I gave up on begging and just couldnt stop laughing. Anya has always made fun of my toes. They are short and stubby. I had to drive the whole way with one shoe on.
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We arrive at this old diner. I forget the name of it, but i LOVE places like this that imitate an old 50's bopper malt burger stand. Of course there's a sign that says "No shoes, no shirt, NO SERVICE" Anya grins at me "This is going to be hilarious." We walk in and a waitress comes up to me, "Just 2 right?" and i timidly go "yes" twirling my bare foot on top of the shoed one. That poor waitress. She didnt know what to think. She pretended not to see but went back to tell all her co-workers. The bitch... lol. I got my shoe back when she went to the bathroom to clean up her husband's whereabouts hidden under her pencil skirt. She forgot her purse. I took my chances and also with my shoe, retrieved her diaphragm and put it on the table for a nice conversation piece. lol. Anya poured salt in my shake for that one lol 
Good times.
I wasn't very hungry so i just had a salty shake and french fries. I also paid the tab because i think i embarassed Anya a bit.
We are just about to leave and one of the waiters walks by and slips me his number on a napkin. I giggled with Anya and went "Uh thanks". He goes "No thank YOU" It was also hilarious to see him he had made about 70 of those personalized napkins for each girl he thought was cute. lol i wasn't very interested in the first place, so i left the number sitting on the table.
Anya kissed me on the cheek goodbye and headed back to work saying "Call me skank!". I don't mind the name calling because she's a paralegal. Stressful work.
I came back home and let Cole out to go potty. Then went upstairs to work out for half an hour.
My elderly neighbor, Dan came over to give me some of his homemade pickled watermelon and talk about the grass. I'm afraid to touch it. He says it's best to keep it in the fridge. I'll try it eventually because i enjoy trying out new foods.
[
Now I'm rereading Memoirs of a Geisha. In a way I feel SG's can relate to this story. In a way we are like geisha. These women are beautiful, desirable, and nationally known just like Suicide Girls.
Ouch, i need a pelvic massage
]
With love of none other,
T
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I have been violated. Remember when I told you I was going to my doc for a follow-up urine sampling? Ha. Boy, was I mistaken. My doc (whom is a gyenocologist) comes in and says "Well the antibiotics worked and killed the infection...." (phew) "....but I also wanna go ahead and get your pelvic exam out of the way." I sighed and thought " Ok who cares" So he has me sit on this weird table (which could have doubled for a kinky sex table) and puts my feet in stirrups. Then without warning he just jets his fingers inside me and starts feeling around. I'm used to that overrated slogan "Now you're gonna feel a little pressure here.." Nope. DIdn't happen. Now i'm kinda sore in my nether region. Hip hip hooray! I love starting my days in pain.
*sarcasm* I would sue for malpractice but, i am broke as hell...
Anya met me in the parking lot when I came out to take me to lunch. She goes "Hey bitch, how'd it go?" and I replied "I think my doctor impregnated me" We have this very playful relationship so she decides to throw me over her shoulder and steal my left shoe. She hid my shoe in her purse and wouldn't give it back to me. I gave up on begging and just couldnt stop laughing. Anya has always made fun of my toes. They are short and stubby. I had to drive the whole way with one shoe on.
...
We arrive at this old diner. I forget the name of it, but i LOVE places like this that imitate an old 50's bopper malt burger stand. Of course there's a sign that says "No shoes, no shirt, NO SERVICE" Anya grins at me "This is going to be hilarious."
We walk in and a waitress comes up to me, "Just 2 right?" and i timidly go "yes" twirling my bare foot on top of the shoed one. That poor waitress. She didnt know what to think. She pretended not to see but went back to tell all her co-workers. The bitch... lol. I got my shoe back when she went to the bathroom to clean up her husband's whereabouts hidden under her pencil skirt. She forgot her purse. I took my chances and also with my shoe, retrieved her diaphragm and put it on the table for a nice conversation piece. lol. Anya poured salt in my shake for that one lol Good times. I wasn't very hungry so i just had a salty shake and french fries.
I also paid the tab because i think i embarassed Anya a bit. We are just about to leave and one of the waiters walks by and slips me his number on a napkin. I giggled with Anya and went "Uh thanks". He goes "No thank YOU" It was also hilarious to see him he had made about 70 of those personalized napkins for each girl he thought was cute. lol i wasn't very interested in the first place, so i left the number sitting on the table.
Anya kissed me on the cheek goodbye and headed back to work saying "Call me skank!". I don't mind the name calling because she's a paralegal. Stressful work.
I came back home and let Cole out to go potty. Then went upstairs to work out for half an hour.
My elderly neighbor, Dan came over to give me some of his homemade pickled watermelon and talk about the grass. I'm afraid to touch it. He says it's best to keep it in the fridge. I'll try it eventually because i enjoy trying out new foods.
[Now I'm rereading Memoirs of a Geisha. In a way I feel SG's can relate to this story. In a way we are like geisha. These women are beautiful, desirable, and nationally known just like Suicide Girls.
Ouch, i need a pelvic massage
]
With love of none other,
T
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soix:
I always feel like I am on a journey in your blogs. 
I am not sure to say "congratson getting passed the infection" but another part of me thinks, "Heyyyy....watch out mister!"
I am not sure to say "congratson getting passed the infection" but another part of me thinks, "Heyyyy....watch out mister!"
merlowe:
I love you to honey!! And I adore toes so you got to get me a pic of those!! OH those earings give them to me NOW!! You working out is SEXY!! Spanx for sharing that!! OMG do I love diners, we have one here that even has the juke boxes at each table...IF I ever get a hopeful set going I would love to do a set with you!!