Goin' Hoggin'
She wasn’t always fat, so there’s that connection. She’s not as much of a bitch as her sister. I fucked them both, and they both have their qualities. This one kept calling asking me to pick her up again, and this time I did. Nothing dramatic. I brought her back to the house, banged her in the bed. It’s not actually that bad fucking fat chick. I don’t really prefer it, but once in a while it’s nice. She wanted cigarettes of course, so it cost me $70. This is why I have to be in the mood for this sort of thing. I’m not a sheik. Afterward, we both passed out of the bed for a good 20/30 minutes. we briefly talked about keeping her for the weekend. I don’t really want to do that. I get sick of them after about an hour. No no, she can’t stay. She’ll drive me crazy with her bitching. They spent half the time on the porch getting high anyway, so there’s very little point in keeping them here.
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