September 8, 2010
A DAY TO REMEMBER
I remember it like it was yesterday. I was living in Boston at the time and arrived to work that morning just as I had every other. I was, however, feeling particularly sleepy and unmotivated as I booted my computer. I recall saying to myself, “God I can’t wait for this day to be over already!” My prayer was answered a little more than an hour later when the head of Corporate Security came over the P.A. to announce that the company was closing for the day and that we were free to leave. “Imagine that,” I thought to myself, “There really is a God!”
With nearly the whole day free to do with it whatever we wanted, a bunch of us guys decided to head over to the Glass Slipper, a cabaret style lounge over on La Grange Street. The Slipper wasn’t known for having the prettiest girls (especially not in the daytime) but they worked hard for their money and what they lacked in youth and beauty they made up for with sheer enthusiasm.Sure they turned your stomach when you first walked in the door but after a few a.m. boilermakers, those c-section scars and liver spots magically disappeared as you were transported to Hardpenisland screaming “Woo big titties!” all the way.
Anyway, after four or five hours we decided to call it a day and go our separate ways. While walking to South Station to catch my train, I met a very lovely young lady by the name of Daisy who gave me the best blowjob ever behind the Ming Dynasty restaurant in Chinatown. It was only twenty bucks and she didn’t even make me wear a condom!It was awesome!
A little later, after getting off the train, I was struck with a most curious impulse to buy a scratch ticket. I stopped at 7-11 to do so and guess what? That’s right, I won – twenty dollars! Can you believe that? It was like getting the blowjob free after rebate! Well, maybe not free, I did have to spend a dollar on the scratch ticket. Still, a dollar for a bareback blowjob from a professional is one hell of a bargain! I was quite the lucky boy that day!
When I finally arrived home, my chick was all upset over some shit she was watching on TV and I could tell she was in no mood for lovin’. Good thing I ran into Daisy earlier – I would have been so frustrated if I had to go to bed that night without getting my nut off! With the situation having already been defused, I promptly hit the sack and slept like a baby all night long!
All and all, I will remember September 11, 2001 as one of the best days ever!