Monk

They have to be the greatest tease ever, keeping me up past two-thirty. Now I understand why they never get flagged or banned, in spite of all the talk about how incredible and hawt their show is. The best you get is to see his play-pet walking around or lying in bed in her panties, which may be fine in the afternoon or evening, but not in the wee hours of the fucking morning! Mr. Swagg, the self-anointed Latin King, and his creole Janay. I hung on for three hours expecting the greatest show yet.

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1030

I thought I was going to get away with four hours of sleep, as I was feeling as good as ever at nine and nine-thirty. But a little after ten, I had to crash and take one of those half-naps.

I need to make a rule: never stay up beyond one o'clock, unless I am already seeing sex happening or at least tits - and I don't mean one of those one-second flashes.

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1100

Sigh. I miss Lauren. As in "OMG, It's Laur!" I only caught a few of her shows, but she is my all-time favorite, even topping nifty Sarah.

I can still remember the very last image of Laur that was frozen on her screen when she closed what I suppose was her final broadcast before getting banned. She is in the darkened room, but you can still admire that white luminescence of her perfect flesh, and she has a bit of that flushed red look, as though it were the afterglow of extended, passionate sex.

And the sweet look on her face! It was like a woman who knows she has satisfied her man and takes some primal satisfaction and happiness in having given that kind of supreme pleasure, with a poignant hint of that mature understanding that it is only a most transitory joy in him and that his excitement and love won't last beyond the dawn. Especially touching for a last image. I think she is graduating from high school this month.