Just the facts, ma'am

Jazzer's picture

Hi kids!

Gracious! It's been so long, Momma doesn't even know where to start!

I suppose the first thing should be that I'm still in school, still doing all the 5 million things that I normally do (and I've added a few things to the list, as well), and of course, I'm still enjoying life. That's why we're here, right? Anyways, that's what I'd LIKE to think. :-P

So speaking of enjoying life, there've been many, MANY boys these past couple of months, but I only have PG-13 rated stories about them; as far as the sex life is concerned, I've been pretty celibate.

Spring term is in full swing, and I'm having a good time getting used to taking real classes again (as opposed to music classes). In every one of my "regular" classes, there's at least a couple hot guys that I try to sit next to, so all is well. :-D

So I've been kinda seeing this one older guy for a couple weeks. The funny thing is, he's the exec. chef at my work (that means he's loaded!). He's also 50, but that's OK. He's a really sweet guy, and I really do like him. He's going to be moving in the next month, though, so it's probably best we don't start anything. At any rate, we're still having a lot of fun going out. He seems to have fun buying me expensive dinners and cocktails, and I have a lot of fun consuming them, so we ALL win! *lol*

Oh my gosh! So as you may or may not know, Momma never really goes to the strip bars, simply because I never had the desire to. Anytime I do go in, though, I see this one really hot stripper. I've always liked watching him, and only recently did I tip him my first stripper tip ever! It was a grand occasion (ok, not really, but work with me here).

When the chef and I went out a couple of nights ago, we went to dinner and then we headed to a few of the bars. I convinced him to go to the strip bar with me, and so we went in, and I saw my favorite stripper! Since Momma was a little tipsy at the time, she didn't have any shame, so I went up and gave him a couple of dollars. I introduced myself to him, and we made small talk. He's really rather polite and gracious (who woulda thunk?). I ended up giving him $5 that night, and a good time was had by all. Afterwards, he came up to me and said, "Thanks for your tips, baby." I just blushed and thanked him for his...entertainment. :-D

He probably thinks that I'm some guy that all he has to do is talk to once or twice, and I'll be back with lots more money for him. He's probably right.

Ack! I've gotta get going to class, but I just wanted to write and make sure you all knew that I wasn't dead or anything. In summary, lots of good things are happening, and Momma's very happy with things for the most part. Still looking for a husband, though, but that'll come with time.

Oh yeah, and if you didn't know, I live in Portland, OR, and that's where they're still issuing all the gay marriage licenses. Several couples that I know have gotten married so far, so yay for them! If you're going to be coming to Portland to get married, make sure that you let me know. I want to be the flower girl. :)

Until next time, you kids behave and be nice, so you don't turn out like me...

Michael

Comments

Beryl's picture

^_^

Missed you momma!

niks121997's picture

:)

Glad things are going well and that you're back. :)

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."

JB's picture

I want to have your babies Mo

I want to have your babies Momma!

Jazzer's picture

Li'l Mommas running about

That can be arranged, darlin'.

Michael

Some people's kids...I tell ya!

eTgen's picture

hats

I trust hats are also being used? how is ole- oh blast it all, what did we name it? oh yes?- phoenix doing. I still wait day and night for pictures.

lol

mhr,
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Jazzer's picture

Hats....

Indeed, when it is appropriate, The Hat is being used. For the most part, it hangs out in the back of my car, on the platform underneath the back window. It seems to enjoy it.

As for pictures...well...I suppose we'll have to wait and see when The Hat feels ready to show itself to the world.

Michael

Some people's kids...I tell ya!