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Threesome? Part 1

Hello. If you're my mom, please don't read this. My mom once decided to venture out onto this site and randomly chose an article called I'm Pregnant to read. That happened to be the only non-mom-friendly post. This is another one, so I'm giving you fair warning, mom.

Once up on a time in a land not too far away I had a lady friend who was also into the ladies. We'll call her Simone. We were watching a lot of "Girls Next Door", the show about the Playboy Mansion, and we decided that it would be pretty awesome to have a three way relationship. So our quest began. We went out to clubs a couple times but had a lot of trouble finding a girl we both liked. We'd talk about finding another girl from time to time, but didn't make much progress.

Then one day she meets a girl named Ariel. She's an adorably cute half Asian girl with a knack for saying hilarious inappropriate things. For example, she went through an entire Teen Vogue and shared with us her guesses on the condition of various celebrities' "downstairs situations". Descriptions ranged from pristine with rainbows shooting out to looking like rotten pumpkins (Beyonce).

Simone and Ariel started dating and spending a lot of time together.

"So... do you think she'll be the third girl?"

Early On a Sunday Morning: Cats? Heck Yeah!

On Where Pianos Roam

I've been thinking lately about cats.  They're probably my favorite animals.  Not only are they cute, but they purrr when you touch them.  They're furry, soft, and oh so sweet.  They even bury their own poop!  How amazing is that?

I grew up with cats in my house.  Family had a pet cat named Bambi for many years.  She was beautiful, but honestly, she was mean as hell.  Even all of our dogs were scared of her.  NO ONE messed with her.

At one point when we were younger, my older sister, older brother, and I slept in the same room.  One night, my sister was taunting her and jumped into bed to hide under the covers.  My brother was already tucked in for the night, but the overhead light was still on.  My sister was too scared of Bambi to get up and turn off the light so she asked me if I could do it.  I had a bad feeling about it, but I got up anyway.  The light switch was right by the foot of my bed.  I got up to turn it off, and the very second that I did.  Bambi ATTACKED!!!

She brutally scratched my entire left arm and shoulder.  I must have screamed bloody terror because my parents came running into my room immediately. 

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