After my day at the salon I was feeling good. When I got home I was bored so I got online and started writing about my day. I signed on to yahoo and saw that was online. The last time we spoke I told him that I never wanted him in my life again.

I was looking damn good so I decided to message him. I wanted to show him what he would never have again. Maybe it was a bitch thing to do, but you what? I don’t give a flying rat’s ass. ‘Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.’

He was a bit surprised that I messaged him, but I told him he could thank bipolar disorder for changing my mind. He bought it. We talked for a few minutes and he wanted to see my cam. We exchanged cams. He did all but drool when he saw me. The compliments were flying like an eagle through the sky.

I didn’t show him anything except shoulders up, but apparently memories of my bedroom talents started flowing because he became rock hard. He showed me. I asked him to get naked. *cue evil laughter*
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