wannabe socialite (polite word for a gold digger - and has no qualms of letting you know about it) who in a moment of maddness forgets all what she claims to be, ends up in bed all nasty, wet and wild and in the middle of it, her "reality" hits her like a ton of brick ........ she raises her head remorsefully from a slurppy bbbj and regrettably says  "... you know I don't come this easy and cheap".

Yes babe doll said I to myself ... ain't life a bitch. But I did tell her she was a 9/9 but didn't register, as she went back down on it again.

It is very rare moments like these that make all the nights out on the town trying to chase some civi tail worth it, albeit with a lot of time wasted - more misses then hits. There have been many days I just want to give up and stick only to this hobby as it is so predictable. But I guess a man needs a challenge once in awhile, but then again that I guess is still not enough.

Here I am still hunting for more pussy 24 hours later. Trying to hook up with this babe who I have had my eyes on for sometime - but our schedule never works out. Crossing my fingers this time around.