I dated a mentally ill pot-head ex-Mormon who was addicted to Coca-Cola.
After we broke up she stalked my place a few times, and it was a 40-minute drive from hers to get there so that was a little troubling. Although, I should have known she was gonna be a little bonkers considering our first date she took my hand and jammed my fingers down her throat to show me she could deepthroat.
I pulled my hand out and it was all covered in thick saliva and I was more grossed out than turned on... and I was like "Oh wow.... that's, cool." and I either hid my revulsion well, or she was too high to notice and just giggled.
Fun times.
That's about it... see you around.
After we broke up she stalked my place a few times, and it was a 40-minute drive from hers to get there so that was a little troubling. Although, I should have known she was gonna be a little bonkers considering our first date she took my hand and jammed my fingers down her throat to show me she could deepthroat.
I pulled my hand out and it was all covered in thick saliva and I was more grossed out than turned on... and I was like "Oh wow.... that's, cool." and I either hid my revulsion well, or she was too high to notice and just giggled.
Fun times.
That's about it... see you around.