Wasting time with Jet

I can’t believe it.

On my home from the cemetery I swing by a buy a pack of Newport’s and then come home. I ate some lunch and chilled a bit, getting the nerve up to light up my first cigarette. Then at 6:30, the doorbell rings and my sister walks in with my niece. I left the pack right there on the kitchen table and she saw them.

“Who’s are these?” she said

And it all went out the window, the desire to smoke, everything, *Poof*, just like that, what’s the point of being bad if you SISTER’S gonna know!

Damnit!, This is so the reason why I didn’t invite a call girl for sex, I KNEW she would stop by this weekend.

I told her I wanted to start smoking because I was turning 30, and I wanted it to be a secret and she just laughed at me.

“You should smoke weed, instead.” Was all she said after that.

Fortunately, she didn’t stay too long, I was so disgusted I gave her the damn pack of cigarettes…

“I’m still gonna tell Nana” my niece taunted.

“Yeah, cuz you a little SNITCH!” I hissed at her.

They left and I pondered if I was better off…

Then I realized I wanted to have sex again, and mom comes back, Wednesday…

I got two days to find someone for incall…

If only I could find that girl from February, compared to her, no one on Craigslist has seemed worthy….well, I’ve sort of narrowed it down to three….Aw DAMNIT!

If I didn’t appreciate my soft hands so much, I’d jerk off till I had calluses!!!!

"If I were a boxer I'd bounce those things like Sugar Ray Leonard!!" (Jim Carrey in "Liar, Liar" Outtake)