Welcome to the Whorehouse.

Welcome to the Whorehouse.  Maybe I should change the title of my blog to that.  It would be extremely fitting given my current living situation here with Manwhore, not to mention the city’s reputation.  He’s not the only whore in the Crazy-house though. (I’ve affectionately named our place the Crazy-house.)

I’ve been doing a bit of whoring of my own lately.  It all started the first week I was here.  I had started talking to a man on Plenty of Fish and found him very attractive and interesting.  I was looking at his pictures on the app on my phone when Manwhore came in.  He asked what I was looking at and I told him a little about the guy.  He said, “Let me see his picture.  I think I may know him.”  I showed him the guy’s picture and he did know the guy.  In fact he had known him since they were teenagers.  Well this was an unexpected situation.

I never would have thought that I might end up talking and/or dating a guy who Manwhore already knew.  Manwhore was all for me going out with the guy and said he was really nice.  I decided to give the guy a chance.  Since they already knew one another I asked him if he would like to stop by after he got off work and say hello to Manwhore.

The night that he was supposed to come by Manwhore had one of his women over.  This was Whore #3.  She’s the one who got sick and almost puked in his truck the next time she came over.  When my friend, BBD, came in the door, Whore #3 kind of gave me a dirty look.  I’m not sure why.  He and I hung out in my room for a while and talked until he had to leave.

I saw him a couple more times after that, but then one day I got a text from him.  It said that he was busy at work and had a lot going on in his life right now.  He also said that I shouldn’t wait around for him.  I took this as either he didn’t want to see me any more or he had met someone else.  That’s fine.  I moved on.

I went out on a few more dates with other people, but none of them seemed to be what I was looking for.

Then one day I had set up a lunch date with someone I had messaged on OKCupid.com.  I stupidly stood him up.  It wasn’t completely on purpose.  I forgot and had a migraine that morning.  Luckily for me he forgave me and we set up another time to meet.  This time I managed to make it there, almost on time.  He turned out to be really nice and a gentleman.  Yes, I said a gentleman.  There aren’t many of those left these days, but I managed to find one right in the heart of New Orleans.

I don’t want to tell you too much about him now because I’m going to have to dedicate a whole post to him.  For now though, I’ll at least tell you that he will be called LL Cool Bean.  😉

There’s more to come about Manwhore’s whores too!

Happy humping!

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