twggyy

SOOO.... .my dears. It's been a week since my wife left me. Sometimes it feels like the world is crashing down inside my guts, other times I tell people, "It's a good thing, I get a little better every day.". I'll just admit it, being high helps. My wife is with another guy, a guy she met playing shadow cities of all fucking things. Yeah, she left me for a level 15 glowing orb. But- this is not the point, not the shocking loss of 11 years of what I thought was forever. That - is - done. The question is, what now? My wife says she doesn't want to move in with her boyfriend. She is staying in the house, because this is about time to herself, time to be alone. I hate being alone, I have always jumped from bed to house to bed to party but always loving and fucking ( not always at the same time). I think she mostly just stays at her boyfriends house, and I don't blame her. I would.
So if she isn't really taking time to herself, why say that? I think because it's a great fucking idea. I am now living in my parents basement, so I think I'm going to end up with some alone time, cuz the parents basement doesn't really pull the ladies, you know. ( By the way, I would like to live with some girls, or girls and boys, want to play music, do shit, I have money to rent a room, call me? FOR REALS!)
OK --- I promise - we're getting to the good dirty stuff, just bear with me a moment longer! Now i am single for the first time in a DECADE! Girls, I'm a good boy, I never even kissed another girl in all those years. Now don't think I haven't had my time in the sun, the vagina sun, my "number" from before marriage is in the 30's. I don't know if that makes me a slut, or pathetic , or what, I have no reference at all. I do know that I loved them all! So I want to make love to sexy, beautiful women. However this seemed like it was not going to happen soon so I did a couple other things on my "i'm taking time for myself" list first.
1. I bought a gun. Yes, legally bought a 22 rifle. It's black and has a big magazine to hold lots of bullets and it looks cool. I'm sorry, but it does. I've never killed a living thing, nor do I plan to. I went to the local police training shooing place, they teach you how to be safe and everything you need to know. People shooting a gun is FUN! Also, I decided I'm not going to rob my neighborhood conveinence store anytime soon. Half the guys there were very asian, and shooting handguns so loud they made me jump the first time they fired. They shot at targets like 5 ft in front of them. Like where you might be standing if he was behind the counter of his store and you were buying cigs, and robbing them. wow.
2. And this is the main point of all this, I went to a strip club. Yes I have been to a few, never had that much fun, and never had a lap dance. This time I got high on various things and spent 8freaking hours there on a sunday night! Now let me say, at first I was humiliated at going, I mean what a cliche, divorced guy goes to have girls pretend to like him, They all sit around awkwardly and drink shitty beer while a girl from a 10 year old penthouse magazine shows you her badge. This was so different, first because they had wifi so I could bring my ipad and email with my dear lovely lady friend (hey 9!) who has been such comfort to me in this time. Second the girls sit and talk with you! Now don't think I'm stupid, I know the deal, they are talking you into a lap dance. They are talking to you for some monetary gain. But at this place, casa diablo (yes, the vegan strip club, whatever that means) the girls were different. Of course there were the hustlers( I get it , they all are, it's their job!) good for them, but there were a few who after I made it clear that no lap dance was forthcoming (lol) simply sat with me because we were having a really good conversation. I learned so much about these girls, and really liked them. My problem is that I'm a romantic at heart!
So these girls were so varied! Most were my style, natural , not big tits ( not that I have something against that, bravo big boob girls!) brunet, some had beautiful tats and had some body metal. Many were skilled dancers, but these girls were properly dirty too! If you sit at the stage you will get some very personal time, tits in your face, breath in your ear, a nice ass on your crotch!
So I was emailing my dear 9, telling her about the two girls, one banged the other to her seeming delight, I have to say, I am detached at places like this, but this put the piston in my pants!
I told 9 about one of the girls I liked and she kept writing me saying I simply had to get a lap dance from her, that I had to do it for her... lol, that's a good friend! So I got my first lap dance, I'm glad there was noone else in the room, i was nervous, but this girl told me it was therapy! That helped. So she had just danced and was sweaty, she moved all over me, ass in my crotch, rubbing her breast on my chest and face, straddling me, her thighs on either side of my hips, her hair in my face, her breath on me. I relaxed and really enjoyed it. She had just dances and I could feel the sweat on her back and arms and neck. She smelled woman, when they smell like perfume and they aren't wearing any. I gave her all my money, and she deserved it, I could tell she was tired so for a while I asked her just to sit close to me with her nakedness draped over me. Talking.
Can you tell I fell in love? Yes I said I was a romantic, however i'm not stupid, I don't know if I met the real girl, and I know she was doing her job. At the time, i didn't care.
I realized something. Perhaps this is the ticket to being alone and happy. Could this be a way to get that human contact? That faux feeling of closeness was good enough perhaps. Once a week I could come and get that personal closeness I crave? It's a strange world at that club. It all gets mixed up, the fake and the real.
So I won't be embarrassed next time I go there. Will I feel sleazy, or pathetic becuase I have no freinds and I come for the simulation. I think less so.
The was one thing that bothered me, there seemed to be a rift perhaps between the strippers and the SG girls. Is this real? I think it sounds insane, I'm not sure but I think it's there. I would like to offer my peacekeeping skills for the two groups! I can see the shoot now! A long table, a stripper at one end, an SG girl at the other. I'll be in the middle in by best negotiating suit. After scowling at each other I'll explain that both groups are girls playing at porn, one is not sleazy, one is not stuck up, and that girls fight too much! Girls really have a problem getting along sometimes. I would then use the age old threesome of peace to strike a truce, I would kiss one, then the other, then they would kiss, then me again, then after some" let's rub our nipples together time" we'll seal the deal. Nobody leaves until everybody cums! Even if it takes all night dammit, even if it takes all night.
Thanks everyone who made it this far. Come back tomorrow when I'll back to being really depressed about my un-marrage- and I'll be shamed that I added this to my blog.
Again - room for rent?
picture- shout out to 9!
Twggyy.