"Jethro, I just finished yoga and I want to shower before I head back to San Diego. I will be over in about fifteen minutes." I wasn't planning on seeing Roxy again before she left town - but as luck would have it - a hot yoga class brought her my way. Twenty minutes or so go by and I hear a knock at the door. I answer and lo and behold there stood her majesty. "Do you want me to fix you something to eat or drink?" I asked. She looked a bit ragged. Three days of nonstop partying coupled with a few sessions of hot yoga will do that to a girl. "No, I don't want anything to fucking eat or drink. I just want to use your shower and then hit the road to San Diego." She was acting really cranky, so I thought it best to skip the small talk. I give her a couple of clean towels and point the way to the shower.
She spends twenty minutes or so showering and then I hear her say, "Jethro, where is my bag?" I notified her it was in my room. She then walks in wearing nothing but a towel. "Jethro, turn around. I need to get dressed. I am in a huge hurry." I ask politely if I could see her new piercing again. She tells me this - "Jethro, you have already seen it. You had your fun the other day. I don't have time, I am already late. The answer is no!" - I tell her this, "All I want to do is see it. Just let me see it and I will leave you alone. I promise." She then says, "What part of no don't you understand? Now turn around so I can get dressed." I then start whining and complaining like a five year old. "I just want to see it. That's it, nothing else. Please, pretty please - with sugar and spice - I will leave you alone if you just show it to me." I was now on both knees.
She looks at me with her beautiful blue eyes and says - "Jethro, you are without a doubt the most pathetic guy I have ever been with." - She then drops the towel and exposes her naked body. "You see it, OK, now it is time for you to leave me in peace. I have to get going." She reaches down into her bag and grabs a pair of panties. As she is getting ready to put them on, I tell her this. "Hold on, I didn't get a good enough look," I then move right next to her. "Jethro, I don't have time for your hijinks right now, I am going to be late," she says. I promise her that all I want to do is get a better look and it won't take but a minute. I pick her up and ease her onto my bed. "Jethro, goddammit, you already had your fun the other day. You just don't get to fuck me whenever you want." I told her again that I just wanted to see her new piercing again. That's it! "Jethro, why did I get involved with you? Just fuck me fast because I am in a big hurry." She then opens her legs and reveals her new piercing to me for the second time.
After we're finished, I tell her this - "I wrote a blog post about us the other day. You want me to read it to you?" Roxy's attitude is indifferent when it comes to my blog. "OK, read it to me fast while I get dressed," she tells me. I then read it and after finishing, she says this. "Jethro, you make me look like a slut. Goddammit, don't you know it's not polite to kiss and tell?" I told her the blog was only being read by a few of my friends in the Midwest and she shouldn't worry about it. After my statement, she tells me this. "I have an idea for a new blog - Mr. Blogger - I will write it. I am going to call it 'I fucked the Pillsbury Doughboy," she then pokes my love handle with her finger. "I can blog about how you lick my honey hole, as you so eloquently call it, with your doughboy tongue and how you fuck me with your doughboy dick. I bet a lot of people out there are curious about what it's like to have sex with the Pillsbury Doughboy. I could tell them first hand. What do you say Mr. Kiss and Tell? Do you think that would make a good blog?"
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