Archive for January, 2007

Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007

Loser Dave will be controlled forever

I keep telling this loser that his life belongs to me. He whimpers as I say this and puts me into fits of laughter. Can you imagine this loser trying to find any possible place that he can call me so that he can get a fix? In the car, at the office, early in the morning before he goes to work. No matter what this loser does, he cannot escape his thoughts of me.

I have a great big laugh at his expense and take a great deal of pleasure in reminding him how much I don’t think about him. In fact, as soon as he hangs up the phone “poof” all gone. Bye, bye! Where as this wimp is haunted by his thoughts of me from the moment he wakes up. I know his head was spinning from his call to me yesterday and how he was told he would be cuckolded by me and my football player boyfriend. Who coincidentally is black. Isn’t that the best? Black dick is the best and there is no way I would ever let a wimpy white boy near my pretty little puss. Well can I just tell you, loser boy Dave over there was creaming his pants at those words and making the most pathetic moans I have ever heard a grown male make. He spooged all over himself this morning again when I teased him and told him what I was wearing while laying on my tummy in the bedroom.

It’s too easy sometimes. I swear, being this hot should be illegal because of the power I have over some people. It definitely sets up loser boys like Dave for a total abuse of power. But something tells me he just loves it. LOL well so do I as long as his wallet holds out. Hahahahaha

Friday, January 19th, 2007

losers come, losers go

I have to say that there haven’t been too many spectacular guys who have called me to make my diary. This is one of the reasons why I haven’t really had anything to write about. I guess I should start talking about what I do when I’m not on the phone huh? That might be nice. Well, this one loser who I used to make squirt in his pants on the ride home from work called me last week. He called a few times actually. But then you see the little sluts that they are run off again because they are scared that one girl can have such a hold over them.  It’s awfully terrifying for a wimp when a woman has complete control over him. But of course I made the sad pathetic crotch jockey cum in his pants again per usual and lol he ran away scared. Like I said, losers come. Losers go. The one thing I know is that no matter what there is an endless supply of losers out there for me to lighten up the wallets of so I never have to worry about a drought. Toodles losers.