Bingo!
Time to write something down…and kill some time.
So, how am I? Pretty good, to be fair. Considering all the shit that’s transpired over the past couple of months I feel remarkably stable and optimistic.
Despite being callous and bitter towards Karla I’m trying my hardest to be a better person. And it feels right. She doesn’t deserve to be treated in such a bad manner. She’s a truly wonderful girl and I hope we can stay together for some time to come. We had mindblowing sex on Sunday night. I got her to strip naked and just wear her leather knee boots. She went down on me for what seemed like ages and even finished me off with her hands. AMAZING!
Anyway, I digress…
I’m still harbouring feelings for Bekka to an extent. I hate it when things don’t quite go the whole way. I mean, the girl slipped her hand down my trousers behind the bar and was stroking my cock and was all over me…and now; it feels like I know her less than I did when I’d first met her. Odd. Seriously, she has the firmest arse I’ve ever felt and those slouch boots drive me insane!
Work’s generally pretty good. I really need a pay increase…and quick. I’m not saving enough money and it pains me to be on such a low salary. I’m better than this. Oh well, I guess I’m still young. Maybe I should look for another job that pays better? Then again, all I wanted to do was work here but £16.5K is so little to live on.
Going to Sevenoaks this weekend which should be good. Again, it’s financially draining but c’est la vie.
Not much else I can write really. Best crack on…
