Still dialing the phone with a pencil

Dye my hair and colour my nails

I joined the Rotary Club, to justify hanging on to my circular dial phone and box of pencils.

I lie on the sofa, dressed in a long silk robe. I place cucumber slices over my eyelids whilst enjoying a facial treatment. There is music playing, sometimes Madama Butterfly, sometimes Diana Krall. Later I will sip some champers in my bubble bath.

Buying roses, every Monday.

Full body wax once a month.

I read printed magazines and lick my finger occasionally to turn the page.

Moisturize two-to-three times a day.

God, you must stink, R7.

How so, pumpkin? Scented products make me barf.

Whenever I hear "moisturizer," I assume scented. And even "unscented" has a smell.

Minimal, and it clears shortly after application. I'm one of those aggravating perfume haters.

I smell okay-to not-at-all, except for my asshole after beans with excess tabasco.

You sound sweet...thoughtful. Perfume, etc., gives me a migraine.

I have set dates for rotating my winter/summer wardrobes, cleaning out all the closets/drawers and shampooing the rugs. I tried just not doing it, being more easygoing with that stuff but it bugged the hell out of me so I gave in and just did it. What a relief. Like scratching a hard to reach itch.

I also put fresh flowers in the bathrooms every Saturday, it's something my mother did.

Grow out of?

Honey, I'm just growing into the them.

Fanning the frenulum of a bucking orgasming cock with my thumb?

Wait, that might not be what you meant....

sucking more than two cocks at a time.

HUH...How do you dial a fucking phone!?

What does nelly mean?

[quote]What does nelly mean?

It means your parents own a Mercantile in Walnut Grove, Rose.

Make regular trips to the corner store to buy some movie magazines and a lemon coke with a lotta chipped ice.