For those of you unfamiliar with me, this ^ is a low a certain type of male is willing to fall to for my attention. And no I did not tell him to do any of this. I don’t even remember nor care who sent this to me.
Below is tinkle pig aka piggy johnny. I’ve know johnny for quite a few years now. He’s usually all talk (he calls my Niteflirt line and we discuss it) but on the rare occasion I also get paid to watch circus performances like this.
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Piggy johnny hasn’t even see his clip but is convinced he can do better. Up next is the tinkle dance. Oh boy, can’t wait…
After all I’ve experienced, I find it hard to believe I have any respect left for men.
Yet somehow I still do.
If you’re reading this though, you’re not one of them.
Beautiful beaches, traveling, and interesting women are things that I love most in life.
So you can see just how difficult it would have been to resist this adventure.
I’ll spare you the details and I’ll even be so kind as to let you fantasize about what goes on when 7 hot dominant women share a vacation suite…
You are welcome.
Caye Caulker, Belize
But the highlight of my trip was definitely flying over The Blue Hole… not because it was some epic sight (although pretty effin out of the ordinary) but because I’m normally only a little terrified of being trapped inside of a tin can controlled by someone other than myself.
Smile Meg! You’re about surrender all control.
Flying first / business class is an easy job. I show up, I’m given as many free drinks as I want, and then I lay back to relax and enjoy my ride. Yet surrendering all control to a teeny puddle jumper… that is a totally different story.
But because I love torturing myself so, I insisted upon this excursion.
Helicopter ride over Grand Canyon/Vegas & 6 seater over The Nazca Lines, Peru.
So what have I taken away from this horrific adventure? The desire to take flying lessons of course! You’ll soon be addressing me as Captain Meg. How hot is that? ;D