Those Meddling Kids
Mar. 6th, 2011 07:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
christinaI got a PM from one of my co workers that possibly a passionate indulgence would cure my persistent knee and back pain, quicker and more efficient than the fentanyl patches. Ironically, it comes from the co worker who has been hitting on me for the past month or so ("You have a husband? Where is he? I don't see him anywhere." "Where's your ring?"). I think it was a hint that he wanted me to invite him over and hump the shit out of him on the living room floor or the nearest bed. While that would be ideal (not with him), I could barely move when I got up this morning.
My knees weren't just hurting, they were locked up and hurting. After a quick dose of something unmentionable, I was able to get up and work on my motherly deeds then post on the university message board about what I should do in regards to my knees - I want to go in to work on Monday.
Besides passionately humping Carl into a coma, I decided to try it on a smaller scale - get out the vibrator I got for my anniversary and try that. What would a couple of orgasms hurt? I was working away at my blissful pain relief, when I was bombarded by starving, bruised, neglected, cold children. Children my mother was supposed to be monitoring until bedtime.
"Mommy, I'm hungry!"
"Mommy, I fell down the stairs!"
"Mommy, I'm cold!"
"Mommy, I said I was hungry FIRST!"
Can anyone else believe that I have not gotten off since October????? I would have gotten off tonight, too, if it hadn't been for those meddling kids.
My knees weren't just hurting, they were locked up and hurting. After a quick dose of something unmentionable, I was able to get up and work on my motherly deeds then post on the university message board about what I should do in regards to my knees - I want to go in to work on Monday.
Besides passionately humping Carl into a coma, I decided to try it on a smaller scale - get out the vibrator I got for my anniversary and try that. What would a couple of orgasms hurt? I was working away at my blissful pain relief, when I was bombarded by starving, bruised, neglected, cold children. Children my mother was supposed to be monitoring until bedtime.
"Mommy, I'm hungry!"
"Mommy, I fell down the stairs!"
"Mommy, I'm cold!"
"Mommy, I said I was hungry FIRST!"
Can anyone else believe that I have not gotten off since October????? I would have gotten off tonight, too, if it hadn't been for those meddling kids.
