Good morning everyone. It's Thursday, and I have a few pics..

Good morning everyone. It's Thursday, and I have a few pics I want to share with you. I wanted to take more, but my goofy neighbors never work and keep peeking out the shower curtains they use as curtains. I don't get it. They are in their twenties, order food all day and all night, never go anywhere, and somehow pay rent. I have no issues with renters; hell, I rented for almost eight years and loved it. This house, however, will for eternity be rented by low lives. I know, mean of me to say, but I am not politically correct, and I call it as I see it. I live in a nice neighborhood, and all the houses are taken care of except, of course, the ones on either side of me. How the fuck do these kids even pay rent? Look, I have a rather odd career. Most of you know all of my career endeavors, and I am rather proud of them. There is not a thing that I do that isn't extremely rewarding for me. I am not shy about it. But, with that said, you have to be a sane and motivated person to start with. Otherwise, it's a recipe for disaster. Wait...whats my point? Fuck, I don't know. Again....how the fuck do these people pay rent? Go to fucking work so I can shoot some fucking nude pics in my backyard without some creep peeking around a shower curtain window blind! I would love to bulldoze that house. I really would. Let's move on to more pressing matters. Today is trainer day. Do you ever visualize someone fucking you? I do. I have this mental image of me bent over on all fours and him behind me staying very still. I am doing all the work, pushing back on his dick and pulling forward till just the tip of the head is barely in and then back down. Crap, I can almost feel the friction. It's a love-hate thing writing this shit out. I love putting it down on paper for you. I hate getting turned on all the goddammed time from doing it. I mean, I could rub one out, but then I have this glimmer of hope that he will be inserting his cock in me, and I want to be fresh and ready if he does. Look, I would settle for just feeling the head of his dick rolling around on my tongue, I really would. He wouldn't need to touch me. I could get off on him giving me a massive drink of sperm. I'm serious. I mean, I would rather him leave a heavy load of jizz in my box, or better yet, my ass. But, I will take what I can get if I can get anything at all. Is that too much for a girl to ask? Well, is it? I think not dammit! Anyway, I'm getting weird, and now I'm turned on, so now I will just get more bizarre. So with that said, I will catch you all later! Love ya! Brooke Closing note. I do appreciate the hints on my grammatical errors. However, my grammar is as good as it's going to get. Try to power through it just the way it is. That is all. Resume whatever it is you should be resuming.