I Was Groped!: An LA Metro Misadventure

[Prospero]

Miranda... remember that even at a distance of some thousands of miles there are folks over the water who love you. And would only grope when given clear permission!

[tsmirandameadows]

Miranda... remember that even at a distance of some thousands of miles there are folks over the water who love you. And would only grope when given clear permission!

Thank you, Prospero. I just wish there was someone who could be a part of my day to day life so I wouldn't have to feel so chronically alone. I increasingly wonder if this loneliness is a permanent state, as it's all I've ever known. Will I ever escape from this toxic environment in which I'm trapped? Will I ever have some place, and someone with whom, I belong? I sometimes think not.

[Prospero]

On thing occurs to me Miranda and that is that, perhaps, you should move to someplace where you can at least be part of a community. You seemed to find real happiness in our weekend with the girls.

[TatianaSummer]

This could be a great porn scene.
This happened to me a few times in a lesbian bar I go here in Vegas, and I LOVE IT! These lesbians girls here are so aggressive.
I also love the "lets titty hug"
damm I am such a lesbo!

[danthepoetman]

Mmmmm! fun fun, lovely Tatiana!

It's still strange that what we guys would love so much to see happen to us on a regular basis, girls grabbing our parts or our butts, translate into such a difficult, if not painful or traumatic experience for ladies... A real testimony to just how different we are.
For us guys, the standard scenario of the old porn movies is the greatest possible life script: you enter some business boutique of some kind. There's a lovely employee to serve the clients, but the place is empty. Then she says in a soft, melodious, high pitch voice, something like: "Oh! I see how I may help you" and then grab your genitals while licking her lips... A silly little music starts in the background to mark the end of the spoken part, outside the emission of some well felt vowels.
Obviously, God is not a pornocrat.

[Odelay]

Thank you, Prospero. I just wish there was someone who could be a part of my day to day life so I wouldn't have to feel so chronically alone. I increasingly wonder if this loneliness is a permanent state, as it's all I've ever known. Will I ever escape from this toxic environment in which I'm trapped? Will I ever have some place, and someone with whom, I belong? I sometimes think not.

Hang in there kiddo, you'll find someone great, or they'll find you.

[Jamie French]

Purchase an 'equalizer'. Gun, knife, spray, tazer, orrr... look a dude square in the eye as you pick the fuck outta your nose. You're not fighting the dude, you're fighting the boner. Always kill the boner.

[ed_jaxon]

Purchase an 'equalizer'. Gun, knife, spray, tazer, orrr... look a dude square in the eye as you pick the fuck outta your nose. You're not fighting the dude, you're fighting the boner. Always kill the boner.

Yeah that description worked. Boner gone

[TatianaSummer]

Mmmmm! fun fun, lovely Tatiana!

It's still strange that what we guys would love so much to see happen to us on a regular basis, girls grabbing our parts or our butts, translate into such a difficult, if not painful or traumatic experience for ladies... A real testimony to just how different we are.
For us guys, the standard scenario of the old porn movies is the greatest possible life script: you enter some business boutique of some kind. There's a lovely employee to serve the clients, but the place is empty. Then she says in a soft, melodious, high pitch voice, something like: "Oh! I see how I may help you" and then grab your genitals while licking her lips... A silly little music starts in the background to mark the end of the spoken part, outside the emission of some well felt vowels.
Obviously, God is not a pornocrat.

LOL yes I know guys are like that. Maybe I will grab a guys ass on the awards and see what happens.