Marie-Eve here. I Had some problems with the links, but I think they should be good now. I went to this speed dating thing last night with my best friend Anna. I wasn’t really into the idea, but a friend of Anna’s had gone the week before and enjoyed it and she insisted I come with her because girls can’t do anything alone, ever, and I figured it will be good leverage next time I have a pregnancy scare and want her to come to the doctor with me.
Anyways, I guess I happened to come on the Speed Dating Special Olympics Day or something because the pickings were slim, and by slim, I mean I wouldn’t fuck any of these guys with your sister’s tattered vagina. Some of my potential prospects included:
– A 32 year old accountant, who actually told me he was married and that he is looking for stimulation outside of the marriage. He also had a comb over. Hot!
– A guy who was my age, but talked so much about his ex girlfriend that I didn’t get a word in, and by the end of the allotted five minutes we had to get to know each other, I knew why she had left his ass and told him so.
– A 25 year old who’s, first question was, I shit you not, “Do you play World of Warcraftâ€?, to which I replied, “Are you a virgin?â€?
Suffice to say, that will be my last experience with speed dating. Personally, I’ll stick to the old fashioned way of going home with some random stranger, waiting till they fall asleep after sex then stealing their last cigarette before I climb out their window and down the fire escape, and then go home to cry in the shower.
My Stepfather tells me that some of you email him from time to time, and I’m hoping you will do the same for me. Send love/hate letters, funny stories and full frontal nudes (fully shaven please) to stepdaughter@drunkenstepfather.com. If you are lucky, I’ll post it, and all 4 of the other people that check out this site will have the pleasure of reading it too. Here’s the links. *Hugs and Kisses*