So I purchased a mini cooper. For those of you who want to see the most confident, adorable, bratty BBW with her mini… There’s a pic to the left. I adore it. I’ve been taking little day trips with my other half…. since we got it. We’ve went to Galveston, Austin, and Corpus Christi. Of course all on the dime of you boys… which is always fun. Corpus Christi was actually really nice… It was warm, sunny, and bright… On the drive down we saw all sorts of Texas State Police on the side of the road… There was apparently a LARGE drug bust on highway 59 the day we drove down there… so the cops weren’t paying attention to speeders…

Imagine your little fat girl princess, red hair, blonde high lights flowing in the wind… and getting her up to 90-100mph… LOVE LOVE LOVED it. If I don’t end up getting pulled over in this little car… it will be an absolutely miracle. You cannot help but drive fast in it… It’s a must.

The hotel in Corpus Christi sucked. It was a Junior Suite.. $325/night… and it looked like a Motel 6 inside. I was so disappointed. I don’t know if it’s just that I’m so used to the suites at Moody Gardens or at the Four Seasons… but I definitely did not feel like a princess in this dump. The only great thing about it was going to the fine steakhouse on the 20th floor… being sat near a bunch of oil tycoons… and having on black opaque tights… a shorter skirt… a tight white button up blouse… and feeling so damn sexy.. and drawing all of THEIR attention. It’s amazing… these are the sorta men who here in TX marry the 120 lb dumb, blonde, chippy… and they couldn’t quit staring at me… It might have been the 4 inch wedge high heels that I was wearing… they were black patent leather… wedge so I could walk… with peep toe in the front… The candel light sorta just bounced off of them.. very hypnotic, I’d say. They seated us on the floor to ceiling window side.. so we got to watch the sunset… and have great food.

The next day we did the nerdy thing.. and went to the USS Lexington. It’s an aircraft carrier that was retired in 91. The other half has lived here in TX for 25 years and never went… so… He was like a kid in a candy shop… I was just icky and sweaty… I used my powers of persuasion.. and perhaps a little titty.. to convince him to only do 2 of the 4 tours. We did the top level where the aircraft were… and the engine room.. which is supposedly haunted.

The week before that, we did Austin. Austin is definitely where this phone sex girl is going to end up in 10 years or so. I fell in love. It reminded me alot of back East and home… just pretty, quaint compared to Houston…. We went trail walking.. and I also think I found every sissy phone sex man’s dream… We stopped in the park to pee… and I noticed two business men go into the male restroom.. and I noticed like 2 BMWs… a Lexus…. a big Toyota Highlander… all parked in front of the bathroom place.. all business cars… So I grabbed my man by the hand.. and he peed in the ladies restroom with me… haha.. Some sissy was probably in the bathroom offering blowjobs… Kinda made me wonder if it was any of my clients. Hah.

I’ve not been on for calls hardly at all… I’m slow adjusting to the new house.. and finally getting my two shih tzus adjusted to it. They were living at the old house up until 3 days ago… I’m having issues dealing with the anxiety of them being here…. I can make a man get down on his knees and bark for me.. but I can’t make a dog not get in my trash. Boo.

I’d just like to make a note too.. that I’m happier than ever before. Everything is going great.. I feel normal almost… Love living in the neighborhood.. Love going out… love my trainer… love that my tits have grown 2 CUP SIZES… DD now… but I’ve lost 15 lbs… and I love being your all american, bratty BBW.

I’ve had a few people ask why I’m not so goth or fetishy in normal everyday life… uh, I don’t know? It’s just not me. I’m like the fun, bubbly, giggly vanilla chick in normal life… I mean I play a little with BDSM.. but for the most part, I just enjoy mind numbing, screaming, hard sex…. heehee.. The fetishes are just something I play with when my ass hits the PC seat… It’s interesting to me.. and an adrenaline rush to learn the new fetishes…. but after I have some guy beat himself with a cane til bleeding… trust me, I’m not bending my boyfriend at the time… over my bed and doing the same…

 

It’s all about the fun.. the mental.. the game.. the play for me :)

 

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XOXOXO

Faith