Him:
"And exactly what are you going to do about it?"
Me:
"Umm...Uh...File a complaint. With the complaints department!"
"Lol. The complaints department is downstairs."
He said, while shoving my head towards his cock.
Sigh.
I'm sure that there's something wrong here. I just can't seem to put my finger directly on it...
Can't put your finger directly on it. Lmao!
ReplyDeleteWaves at Misty*
Deletelol! had to grin at this! we have very similar conversations!
ReplyDeletemamacrow,
Deletethey happen. Lol.
Lol yup same conversations here too
ReplyDeleteDaisy,
Deleteone would think that there would be a reliable complaints department, given the preponderance of such complaints...
It's not your finger he wants.
ReplyDeletelmao, sunnygirl!
DeleteWhat is downstairs? Giving blowjobs on request was our first rule.
ReplyDeleteBlondie,
Deleteapparently, cock resides downstairs...
Do we ever win??? Not really... Does make me laugh though. Hope to read more of your blog.
ReplyDelete2009dag,
Deleteno we don't.
Welcome to my crazy corner.
An answer for everything - lol
ReplyDeleteDelFonte,
Deleteamazing, isn't it!
Lol, yep, familiar here too!
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Roz
Roz,
Deletesomething really must be done--we deserve a complaints department that takes our woes seriously! Lol.