This was evening was simply fabulous. All of my worries about Charlotte forgetting to love me have completely faded (how could I ever possibly think that she doesn't absolutely love everything about me and will ALWAYS feel that way). It was refreshing to get the chance to spend a few kinky hours with Charlotte so that we could both catch up thoroughly on our cunningly sexy lives. If only we could do this more often. Then again, you can only bring two of the worlds most gorgeous people together for a certain amount of time before the atmosphere just becomes so filled with our dazzling appearances that the world might collapse on itself or something.
I was so relieved to get the chance to get away from the many drooling slobs (or, you know, just common people in general, drooling slobs are the same thing). It was nice to not be surrounded by disgustingly unclassy people and instead be in a house filled with the pungent aura of perfection (meaning of course me, Charlotte, Susan and Mrs Sweetcheeks). Mrs Sweetcheeks pretended as though she was not thrilled with our kinky discussions. Me and Charlotte both know that she is only pretending because she is an adult and doesnt want to give in to our witty, sexy charm. I cant blame her though, it would be kind of creepy if she absolutely enjoyed it. But I do know that she was thinking in her head "oh these children are so beautiful and wonderful; I am just so fricken lucky to have them with me that I could pee my pants on the spot".
Susan wasn't exacly 'in the mood' (if you catch my drift). She was unresponsive to mine and Charlottes spectacularly spicy discussions. This is just probably because Susan can't really relate to Charlottes obsession with Jeffery (you know; the 'new' lover). Please do not get me wrong on this; I cannot stand that putred boy either, he is just one more thing standing in the way of my attention from Charlotte.
I really cant help but think of all of Charlottes boyfriends as turds that you accidently step in when you are in the park or something and it really pisses you off because you have to go inside the house or something. The turds just hinder me away from Charlotte, and let me tell you something (not that you wont already know this); nobody likes a turd that gets in their way. Sure, someone could say that Im a selfish asshole or something, but that someone would be horribly mistaken because I am probably so much better overall than them anyway that I deserve to do whatever the hell I want, because it just always turns out to be fabulous. Anyway, I dont want to get carried away with the boyfriend thing; I am happy for Charlotte, only because we are so similar that when she is happy I just become happy for no reason at all. Now that is what I call deeply connected fabulousness.
All in all, it was a wonderful night, and it was so sexy that you could practically taste the spiciness in the air, all four of us together are just fabulous in a deadly way.
The always spicy
-Mr Bitch
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