In April 1998 my father was going through a separation with his second wife, and the two of us moved out of our house into an apartment downtown... Seeing as the 21st was a Tuesday, this means that that day I woke up at 5am to get on a series of transit connections that would get me to school at 8am, and probably spent the night at one of my friends places in my suburban hometown so I wouldn't have to do the commute every day.
Wow, good as memory.
I remember March 28, 1998. They day i lost my father.
Woke up, had breakfast, went outside for the morning paper. Let the dog out for a while. Checked my email, jerked off to internet porn, took a shower, came back, checked my stats, jerked off to internet porn, had a sandwich, took a nap, wife came home, talked her into a blowjob, came in her mouth, slapped her on the ass as she was leaving the room, continued with my nap, woke up to the smell of dinner cooking, watched the sun set from the back deck, had dinner, checked my email, watched some primetime, fucked my wife, first missionary style then into doggy, came on her ass, rubbed it in, fell asleep.
That pretty much sums it up.
Allmost like my day, i just jerked of before i fell asleep.
I screwed mdcq's dog while he was reading the paper, checking email, showering and jerking off. I screwed mdcq's wife while he was checking stats, eating sandwiches, napping and jerking off. I screwed mdcq while he was sleeping.
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