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Good morning everyone! Had a long weekend. Good to be back at it this morning. It really is. I have decided that I am one of those people who want to be invited to events even though I don't really want to go. I don't know. Weird. From now on, no more social functions. I thought I was the one who was going to need therapy after listening to these folks.

My neighbor came over while I was doing some photos in this outfit. He looked through the window and got an eyeful. I caught him looking just as he saw me. He apologized repeatedly. I don't care. He can see them online all he wants. Good for him. He got an eyeful. I have no worries about him peeking in windows. It was a normal thing to do. I would have done the same thing. It's kind of my fault for not shutting the blinds, but I like the light I get from the windows. If this is all we have to worry about in life, we are living the dream, Mr! Just saying.

I had to listen to someone complain about anxiety. Fuck me silly. I get it. Anxiety happens. It's called being alive. Sure it sucks. But it isn't a life-ending thing. I get all kinds of fucked up sometimes, but you'll never know it. It's called moving on. I got lots of "you are not a nice person" style comments when another chick started complaining about how she needs meds to shoot to porn. She told a story of how she was being peer pressured to do her scene by a few other porn chicks. I made the comment, "It's not peer pressure. It's just your turn. Do the scene so they can go home. It's what you signed up for." That did not go over well. The entire table got quiet. I slurped on my empty Sprite glass. I don't think they liked me much after that. Oh well, I wasn't going to fit in with these people from the get-go. They hated my blue Jeep. Someone said it was to "Joe Dirt." That makes me laugh. Joe Dirt. I should get a mullet. 

Connor just walked out and started his car. I'm staring at him out the window. All I can think about is making his little dick hard as concrete. I like to make him hard. I like to feel it in my hand when it's hard like that. I can feel his pulse. I think that's cool. Man, he's fun to play with. I like that I'm turning him into a man. I can see the spring in his step, his confidence building. His grandparents should be thanking me. I hope I can get him to let me suck him off today. I am in the mood to do that to him. I don't want to fuck him. It will ruin it for me when I let Bob turn me into the grand canyon down there. Not that Bob won't stretch me out way more than Connor would, but Bob just can't compete with Conner's sperm dump. It will take away from my fuck with Bob because I will inevitably compare the two if I fuck them both. I am counting my chickens before they hatch here. I don't even know if Connor will find the time to let me drink sperm from his dick. Be nice, but he's a busy kid, and I'm a horny old lady trying to suck his soul through his cock. Oh well. 

Some guy walked by my house repeatedly with a handheld police scanner in his pocket. Wonder what he was up to. I think he's trying to steal my old blue 1991 Jeep. He kept this up for over an hour. My neighbors even let me know. I had my boyfriend come over and talk to him. He has some BS story about doing a construction job around the corner. There is nothing under construction around the corner. He asked him about the scanner, and he didn't answer. I'm not worried about him coming into the house. The dogs will eat him immediately. If they don't get him, then the guns will. He knows that. He can hear the dogs. He can see the signs. It's the Jeep. I'm sure of it. I need to find a way to lock it up. I ordered a steering wheel club, but not sure if that works well. I saw something about a brake/clutch lock, don't know if that works either. He took off, a white pickup came and got him a few minutes after my boyfriend talked with him. I need to figure this out before I'm down a Jeep.