Friday, October 27, 2006
More fun with Mayfair
Friday, May 29, 1975
I've been "man free" for over a week now and I'm missing the fun and frolics.
My husband's not-so-secret stash of Mayfair has been helping me in my hours of need. I'm really starting to enjoy looking at the women as much as reading the naughty stories - not all of them, mind you, just some of the more curvy ones. I look at them and wonder whether I have what it takes to take their place in the magazine.
I think I have the body for it, but I'm wondering if I have the boldness?
Yes, I am a very different person to the one who started writing this diary. But that doesn't mean I have become a total tart.
Having said that, my mind keeps wandering to next Tuesday when I start my new job and all those new men to impress. As I start to day-dream and fantasise, so my fingers start to wander around my body.
I've been "man free" for over a week now and I'm missing the fun and frolics.
My husband's not-so-secret stash of Mayfair has been helping me in my hours of need. I'm really starting to enjoy looking at the women as much as reading the naughty stories - not all of them, mind you, just some of the more curvy ones. I look at them and wonder whether I have what it takes to take their place in the magazine.
I think I have the body for it, but I'm wondering if I have the boldness?
Yes, I am a very different person to the one who started writing this diary. But that doesn't mean I have become a total tart.
Having said that, my mind keeps wandering to next Tuesday when I start my new job and all those new men to impress. As I start to day-dream and fantasise, so my fingers start to wander around my body.
# posted by Patricia The Stripper @ 2:48 PM 
