My pussy is one hot topic. Every time I check my wall on Facebook, I have at least three new posts that prove I am sought after more than Paris Hilton. There’s this one dude, especially, who sticks to me faster than herpes on a hooker. I am telling you, this guy is WARM FOR MY FREAKIN’ FORM.
So the other day, I was walking in the park, and I could swear I heard footsteps following me. I thought it was just my imagination, but then my iPhone made that familiar little ‘ding’ sound that proved it was totally real. Turns out, my status was just then ‘liked’ by that same guy who’s been commenting on all of my pictures. He started out writing stuff like “Damn, baby!” and “That’s one fine piece of ass!”
I mean…I obviously hear that a lot, so it meant nothing major. But then he started creeping me the **** out! His supposed compliments turned to threats. One of the scariest things he wrote to me was “I am going to find you all alone and shove my cock in that pert little ass of yours. I want to hear you choke my name.”
So obviously I am totally paranoid because I really don’t want to get hurt. But in a lot of ways, it turns me on thinking about how thrilling it would be to get forced into sex with my Facebook stalker.
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