Two blond cuties sitting behind me babbling away in their endearing air headed fashion of continued mostly meaningless drivel. Or was it?
I was at the bar relaxing, as my girl had an unexpected errand.
One, a model for a Metro agency. An absolute stunner. Think Marilyn Monroe with a top fit body, and still retaining the DD's.
The other, her cousin (I find out later), very cute as well but clearly 2-3 notches below Marilyn. Also clearly close to pooping out a baby.
I’m going to list excerpts of babble that stood out to my Patron buzzed ear.
Quote:
“Why do guys text you endlessly about nothing? It feels controlling!”
“I rather get an unexpected small cute gift, than a big one trying hard to impress me.”
“Sometimes he treats me like shit, I love him so much.”
“Dudes hit on me all fucking day, it gets so old, and I’m polite because I have to be, but I am so over it.”
“I didn’t even shower today, fuck it.”
“He didn’t like ever try to hit on me, he just asked if I wanted to go to his gig.”
Both deeply engrossed in their smart phones. “Why do all these girls try to start shit with me on FB? I don’t need drama, I don’t cause drama, who needs that shit?” “I’m just gonna call the slut out now, and put that shit on her comment!”
(Causing drama).
Quote:
“I love sex.” “So do I obviously.”
“I let him do anal, he seems to like it.” “It’s okay, not my favorite.”
“I’m great at BJ’s, he loves my BJ’s.”
(Well who the fuck doesn’t?)
Quote:
“Me too. But my jaw gets tired.”
“Well that’s all he’s getting tonight. I’m still not showering.”
I turned around, excused myself for eavesdropping, and introduced myself.
Marilyn. “LOL What did you here?”
Me; “Everything.”
Preggers; “Yeah, we do that.”
Marilyn: “Are you alone?”
Preggers: “Marilyn, stop it!!”
Just some FYI I thought some would enjoy.
Fin.
CHAT