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Britni TheVadgeWig
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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Tag Archives: Bartender
Three Steps Forward, Three Hundred Steps Back
I was doing so well. I hadn’t talked to Bartender in almost 2 months. I had to call him to ask him a question yesterday and I feel like I took 30 steps back emotionally. I feel like I did when we first broke up. He knows how to fuck with my head. Yesterday, though [...]
Sigh
I am an idiot. That is all.
Playing With Fire
I have gone to lunch with Bartender two days in a row. Like I told Molls, I am an emotional masochist. I can’t help it. I just hope I am strong enough and perceptive enough to be able to see things clearly without/before getting sucked back in.
Your Epidermis Is Showing
After watching a video of “people on the street” interviews in which a man actually asked, “What’s a clitoris?”, I was reminded of a comment that Bartender made right before we broke up. He said that his throat hurt, and maybe there was a problem with his urethra. I asked where he thought his urethra [...]
It Didn’t Have to Be Like This
I knew that it was too easy. When I initially broke up with Bartender, he handled it wonderfully. He told me, “You deserve better than me,” “I wasn’t a good boyfriend,” “I’m sorry I let you down,” “No hard feelings,” and “Don’t think about it as losing me, think about it as freeing yourself.” But [...]
The End
I am single again. There were a lot of reasons for the breakup. I don’t know if he is capable of giving me what I want from a relationship, no matter how much he wanted to. We have different ideas of how we should be in a relationship. Maybe I expected too much from him. [...]
Life on Pause
My brother is a very lucky guy. He has benefitted immensely from Bartender’s incarceration and subsequent house arrest. In the last 3 or 4 months, my brother has received: Floor seats to a Miami Heat game Tickets to a Red Sox/Marlins spring training game Tickets to the Marlins’ Opening Day Tickets to see the Cubs [...]
Goose Egg
I have a rather large goose egg occupying the majority of my forehead. You may be wondering how, exactly, it got there. I was topping a very hot girl (squee!) while Bartender fucked me from behind. My hand was vigorously rubbing her clit (I refused to let up even when my hand began to cramp [...]
Jerking Off
One of the things that Bartender and I argue about on a fairly regular basis is sex. I don’t think we have enough; he thinks we have plenty. He does not understand why I am not satisfied with having sex just once a week, only 6 months into our relationship. He claims that he is [...]
The Bartender Saga