The only thing worse than spending all day online, searching for sex is spending all day online searching for sex and failing.
I suppose I am sort of a Goldilocks in this situation; this little piggy is too old, this little piggy is too fat, this little piggy lives too far, and this little piggy likes scat. I suppose I'm mixing childhood references there. Hmmm.
After a while, it almost becomes an obsession with me. Well, not an obsession, but I definitely start to worry. Why won't none of the cute guys sleep with me? Is there something wrong with my pic? Do I act desperate and enter my stats and my need for carnality to the room? Should I not care who's sucking my cock, as long as I don't have to reciprocate? These are big questions.
After over an hour of being online with no one within my boundaries (no freaks, fatties, or old fogies) I just sit online waiting. I mean, if I've waited this long, it almost seems like a defeat and a blow to my ego if I can't find anyone. If I keep waiting, maybe someone cute and interested will log in. Even if he lives too far, or is looking for something other than I am, at least it's nice to be asked. I'm owed.
At any rate, getting bored with my usual online site, on Saturday I surfed the web for other sites that might help me with my endeavor. And, while doing a full-country search, I stumbled upon pictures of a prominent blogger engaged in some compromising situations featuring a fetish. I had to go to his site and double check his location and age, but I'm pretty sure that's him engaging in that fetish. Well, I don't know if it's a fetish per se, it was pretty hot. If I had the equipment, I'd totally do him.
Eventually I decided to sign out of the other sites and take matters into my own hand. (I've recovered very well, thanks for asking.)
So thank you, anonymous prominent blogger in the compromising situations, and if you're ever in the mood for a road trip, you should definitely look me up.
