after waking up late, I feed the cats and make myself a couple of pieces of toast with peanut butter on them and some coffee. I get the call from the Cousin saying that she and pops, the man she is staying with, have run out of gas in their RV, they’re stuck in the middle of the road and can’t push it to the side. She is worried that without gas money they won’t be able to make it before the cops show up. He doesn’t have a license or registration for the RV. I told her I’d be there in 10 minutes even though I didn’t want to go. when I arrived, the RV was parked on the side of the road. She walked out and got in the car. She did not have a gas can with her. I knew that I had to take her home and make another video, which I did of course I type this out as she washes her sperm filled cunt in the shower. I will drive her back, give her $100 and come back home. The same as always.

 Justice wanted me to take her to pick up her kid today. She's been blowing off her kid for three days, because of her own selfish shit. She wanted to fuck before we left, but I told her I didn't want to do a date. She's looking like shit these days. I might have felt different if she turned on the charm. All she really has to do was grab my dick, maybe start sucking. That always changes my mind. As it was, we went to pick up her kid, giving her the twenty dollars I knew she'd ask for on way there. I didn't bother arguing about it. She needed too goo to the hospital. her hand was swollen, and she had a big bump on her arm from shooting up. It’s going to turn into an abscess or worse if she doesn’t go to the hospital, she already talked about blowing it off for a little while. I don’t care anymore. These aren’t my problems. I keep talking about slowing down, but we had sex last week and then I fucked two other girls on the weekend.The only reason I wanna slow down is...

 In any normal scenario, a man would love when some slut comes pounding on the door looking to get pounded. Some I live on a fixed budget, ie a paycheck, I don't like being tapped like a cow in the field every time these girls want quick cash.  I don't really blame the girls. When they are here, they try their hardest, and give 100% effort in bed. They never leave with a dry pussy.  I feel tired. Slept a lot. When justice called, I told her I didn't want to. Sure enough, some time later there was a buzz at the door. She comes in, does her thing, snuggles a bit, then starts blowing me. Off come the clothes, and the next thing I know, I'm in front of the ATM giving her $80 I didn't have the budget to cover. In actuality, I have plenty of money, I just try to stay within the bounds of a self-imposed budget. otherwise, these bitches will drain me dry.

 That's how I feel. Like a lost puppy. Like I'm never going to see her again. But she showed up knocking on my door tonight. I should know this by now. The patterns of manic behavior are there. She came over to do a date, but I'm making her stay the night. She's the drug addict, but she managed to find in me someone who's co-dependant. At least I know this about myself. I hate the situation she ensures, but I'm unwilling to "rescue her" and put my livelihood in harm's way again.  I jerked off to internet porn earlier tonight. I'm not sexually interested. Otherwise, I would have pulled her panties down and fucked her already. Something I know she fully expected me to do. She was dressed like a sweet whore.  I write this as she is currently in the bathroom trying her best to hit a vein. More to come.

Winding up another day at work, I hit up a bad lay to try again with her. Nice ass but lots there with zero effort. No response, so I tried Skinny Jen. She did respond, and I picked her up. She was hungry and tired. I knew it would turn into a day... That lasted barely an hour. Just before I got home, justice called saying that she was outside waiting for me with her kid! I told skinny Jen that we’d have to do it another day. I got her something cheap at Burger King, gave her 40 bucks, and dropped her back off. Too bad. I was planning on hitting that ass pretty hard. justice was across the street at the supermarket stealing from it. I went and got her kid and brought her to the pool. she didn’t feel like swimming. We waited for Justice to get back. After some time, she returned with a certain drug dealer that she steals for from time to time. She collected her kid and off they went to steal from another store for this guy. she is the model of a mother. She said she would be back later ...

 It's a mental state. Always hustling, always whoring. She doesn't know what a day out with the family is really like. She's been away from normal for too long.  The Plan: Justice and I pick up her daughter to go swimming.  What actually happened: She texted me late last night asking if we could bring her daughter swimming. Then again this morning. I agreed. After she delayed being picked up so she could shoot up, I finally picked her up. We headed to her daughters. On the way she told me she had to bring her  daughter, who's around eleven mind you, to where she stays. I told her that was a dumb idea. Her place is where her "friend" & pimp, violent black boyfriend also stays. She immediately launched into a fire laced fit. I told her it's none of my business. She wouldn't stop. Fine! Show your daughter the mattress where you turn tricks all day! I don't fucking care. She stopped running her mouth, but the mood was now set. We pick up her daught...

 Three girls, of which I have many videos, express interest in publishing them. These are the ones with no ID. Justice, the cousin, and... We'll call the other one Skinny Jen. I need to start assigning names. One I start flashing the potential for money in their eyes, they become interested. Skinny Jen was all for it yesterday. So, I'll help her. The cousin wants to, but like the others, needs to show the bare minimum of initiative. That's the real problem. They know I will avoid them, and are using this as an excuse to get me to do dates with them. I probably would have fucked Justice again, but I was furious with her. If she things she can treat me like shit then expect me to brush it off and accept her dominance, then she's wrong. She treated her last man this way, but I'm not here man. I'm not willing to tolerate some bitch trying to dominate me.