Those of you who enjoy stalking me will find me with lesbians and pizza, but alas, no beer.
Lily continues her adventures in lesbianism with sassy Anna Smash. In a round of musical beds, she winds up with Anna’s boyfriend after I blow him and inadvertently blow his gaskets.
Bridget dons her fluffsmut hat to once again confuse me concerning things we may or may not have done? Or did we?
Some of you have noticed that I’m posting less frequently. It’s not that I don’t care—now sugar, you know I care—it’s just that I’m busy trying to earn enough for us. If I’m not here, try me over at the Smut Turntable, where I whistle as I work.
This weekend, we try something new at the Smut Turntable as we hand the control room over to a guest DJ. Madeline is on deck, stacking the wax as she spins it old school—as in, junior high school.
More exciting guest DJs are booked for upcoming weekends, so cancel your autumn and put on your headphones.