silverlaker

This week has been so hectic. Ive been an utter mess. Who says champagne doesnt cure all? Case in point: Poppy & Bern set a date for their fucking marriage. And its in just one month. Bern wants to make it all legal when he comes back from his recording incubation in Hawaii. Bloody Christ! I dont feel very keen on this union. Since all Ive seen from Bern is a wanton desire to drill any available drooling peudogroupie slut within his cocks reach. Speaking of cock, Im looking forward to seeing Chance at Berns birthday party this weekend. I need some serious actiontake my mind of things. But really, what the hell does Poppy see in Bern? I realize hes a rock star and Poppy has her wedding all planned out already and she envisions a cutesy-wootsy life with 3 kids and loads of cash and she as the rock star wife, kids in towbut for fucks sake. I mean, does she trust him? What about when hes on tour? Hell be bringing her back more than just gifts from the duty-free shops - gifts that keep on giving. Yucky!

I told Poppy I wanted to tell her betrothed about our little affair. She pleaded with me not toeven though I hate the hidingbut since she was on her kneeshow could I argue with her tongue up my slot?

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