Boogie Bust

So last night was as I expected... an experiment of my patience. Yep...Ron Jeremy is a pig...big shocker...I can't believe these women would let him man handle their breasts just to get him to sign them. So wrong. I just got a picture with him...no group shot though...he was so bombarded by people and the lighting so dark that I said the hell with it. My roll of film is not finished, so I'll have to wait to see if they came out. I doubt the picture will be christmas card worthy. There was very little to take pictures of...no good meat...bummer since the last couple of wednesdays were filled with pretties.

My leather corset made it through its maiden voyage. Its a bitch to dance in, but I didn't want to lace it too tight...gotta breathe... I got lots of ooohs and ahhs. Its a fun attention getter. Of course I went thru Walmart with my corset and seventies blue cat eye makeup and no one would make eyecontact with me for more than a few seconds. I had to keep from laughing as the cashier tried so hard to just play it cool...poor little boy. I'm so bad sometimes.

Oh yeah and they had roller girls...they were so little and petite...they looked like they would break. I've seen real roller derby girls...those women are hard core! They asked me if I wanted to go to one of their parties...I'm guessing fundraisor and recruitment party (at least I hope). I just had to tell them sorry, my heart belongs to a Suicide Shifter in the Dallas Derby Devils. The poor girl had no idea what to say. I just smiled and walked away. Sometimes I'm really bad.