...hot motel, heavy inside...

The girls through Lea a goodbye party for her virginity the other night. In the midst of playing "Pin the Vag on the Penis", Spin the Bottle with the telling of our best/worst sex stories as the stakes, and Pop the Balloon (er... cherry) I couldn't help thinking... damn, no one threw me a party.

*Sigh*.

My second thought was "Shit. Martha should be here, she would get such a kick from this party".

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The choice is hiding or not, keeping still or not. Because maybe baby there is a boy who will arrive on this blog fairly shortly as a result of it somehow slipping into a collective conversation (sssh... he has previously had no knowledge of said blog). And so, we are left to decide if all our words should be left available for him to read, or if we're still unready for that level of candidness.

If you should wake one morning to find all previous entries gone...