My doormat continues to amuse me with the depth of his mathood. He emailed asking if I would let him call me just before I sign out, and have him pay to listen to dead air while I slept. Ordinarily, doormat has the privilege of calling while I’m still up and gets to hear me typing, or shifting in my seat, or talking to someone else. But this time, he wanted to demonstrate his devotion even more by paying me for, well, nothing. Since I would be asleep, he couldn’t even think of me “ignoring” him because I’d have to be awake to do that. Even being ignored is too much attention for a true doormat. 🙂
So, he called just before I signed out; I picked up the phone, then immediately set it on my desk, and went to bed. When I woke up the next morning, I checked my call details, and saw that he was on the phone for a little over an hour. Adequate, but you’re going to have to do better than that next time, doormat.
Tomorrow marks 16 months of celibacy for Kevin and his tiny cock — heterosexual celibacy, anyway. He’s done plenty of cocksucking over the last 16 months. But his celibacy contract with me ends on Labor Day. I’m considering allowing him to try to get some pussy then. It’s been so long since he was with a woman, I think he needs to be reminded of the stunned disappointment on a woman’s face the first time he drops his pants and she sees that tiny cock.
It’s still one month until my birthday on September 1st but I’ve already gotten my first present. Allan surprised me last night with an Amazon gift certificate. Makes me think I should start early and celebrate all month. 🙂
That Kevin is SUCH a pussy for having such a tiny cock!