Dear Diary..

I feel like I am having an affair on you, I have not been around all week. I have been recovering from last week's long weekend. I have been addicted to television for the last few days.  I call this the lull between my storms of fun.

It's odd when you have continuously have sexual dreams about the same person and in every dream you say the same thing to him. I put my hand on his mouth and say don't say a word as I pulled him on top of me.  

I love dirty talk, but maybe I just know the relationship will only be this one physical night in the sack.    

Sometimes dreams belong in my sweet sexy slumber but I am tempted to see how he reacts when he finds out my dirty dreams about him

~~~K ox

Dear Diary...

On the road again.. Yes it's a song but the next two weeks I have so much going on and traveling.  So right there you know I am going to get in trouble.  But just think how much I'll have to tell you all when I get back.

It's fun when you travel and stay at hotels. I love to watch all the seedy hook up's and late night shenanigans. It just makes it easier to jump right in on the action.  Did you every notice how much friendlier people are at a hotel then when say at home in the supermarket.

The only think I hate about traveling is packing -- I have to much stuff and never know what I want to bring or wear. I used to always bring my favorite vibrator on vacation. But then it got broke once in my suitcase.  

So I am going old fashion masturbation on the this trip.  I just got out of cast on my hand. my poor hand might need a cast when I return for having to all the work..  

Well maybe I could just hook up... 

Love Kat ox

Dear Diary...

The other night I went out for drinks with a bunch of friends.  I was having a great time and all of sudden the waitress tells me a guy from the bar sent me a drink.  I was more then flattered, but wanted to at least say something to him besides a thank you I sent back with the waitress. So I take my drink over to at least meet the guy. (He is no way was my type but very nice)  Later in the night I am not sure if he knew I was still at the bar, he sends one of my good friends a drink. All I can say is if your sending drinks as way to meet girls as least try other tables at the bar.

Something about travel always bring the slut out in me.  Maybe it's you can just let go and forget everything behind. It's like playing with fire, will you get caught or hook up with a stranger. Everything is like a sexual fireworks just waiting to explode. So let's see how this adventure treats me.

Hope your enjoy your hump day--  Make the best of it

Kitt ox