Truth Hurts
To start this year right, I took it upon myself to stop sugarcoating my needs and experiences and be more upfront about the beauties of life that sometimes include ugly or uncomfortable things that typically mustnāt be aired out the way Iām going to today. Bluntness isnāt a virtue, but neither is the pretense of having class.
Last night was such a banger. Went to the club with my girlies and we had a threesome over the club toilet. Disgusting, but literally the most thrilling experience ever since we kept the door unlocked. What if we were seen? No shame, for reals.
My bestie who is also my primary bedmate was so far under the influence that she gave me a lap dance as I tried to emulate sitting as an amputee. The prosthetic foot was kind of in the way, but I didnāt let it stop me from getting lap-danced at by my main.
I was so into it that I took off my hijab to every attendeeās surprise to add some flair to my sexy moves. What most people donāt know is that I am culturally Muslim. I donāt practice the religion as a convinced Trinitarian Universalist so taking off my hijab wasnāt breaking a taboo; wearing it in the first place is the one.
All in all, a stellar night, 10/10, would do it again. Hopefully, by the next time I will have grown a foot so the lap dance would go off more smoothly.
Tripe Blessings!