Hit the JaG spot!

There is too much to write. I don't know where to start. Horny Homey from downstairs bumped us up to the penthouse floor! Now we have to punch in a code to get to our room on the top floor. And here we were thinking he was all talk.

I'm fed up with the male attention I'm getting though. Last night I almost punched some one's lights out with my stiletto heel. Get your hands off me punk!! Thank God he understood the look I gave him. Sometimes I wonder why I get dressed up in the first place. It just seems like a waste not to wear all these cute dresses when finally I'm in a situation where the weather allows me to wear them. And yes we were at that restaurant last night, no I don't remember you, and no we don't want to meet you and your friends for drinks. I'm getting really stuck up here, but all these guys just look the same to me, looking for ass, the quicker the better.