High and dry

Nothing, and I mean nothing (other than orgasm or peeing after drinking for six solid hours) feels better than putting on a brand-new bra and having it fit well and look damn good. A girl just can’t own enough black push-up bras, and that I got it on sale? Makes me love it even more. 😉

Tonight’s outing brings a mandatory two-drink minimum. Heh. Seriously. Hell, if anyone isn’t using their two, I’ll gladly have theirs as well, ’cause I’m feelin’ that good!

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