company xmas party

wow. what a fucking weekend. i cant believe what a stressful and awful time i had and then how much fun i had...all in the same day. my guys dead friends funeral was on saturday morning and my company xmas party was the same evening. well, fucking wonderful how late we were to the company party...my guy was in traffic and the funeral went long or something, i dont think he realy gave me a straight answer why he took so fucking long. like left at 8am to get to san bernadino and didnt get back until after5pm. thats like a fucking work day. ANYWAY i dont give a fuck and im glad thats over. especially bcs i wasnt allowed to go. i wasnt needed. my guy loses a friend and he doesnt need me he needs his gay friend. thats who makes him cry and feel depressed about te loss of his friend so he goes to the funeral and blubbers all over him and when he gets home he barely talks to me. he doesnt tell me about it or anything. just tells me that this gay friend of his (used to be ours) was like his bob from fight club, hes the one who makes him feel remorse and sadness bcs he lost a friend. what a fuck tard.
so we go to the xmas party, which was wonderful! i got VERy drunk...oh so drunk! i think my guy did too but i was honestly too drunk to notice...it was so fun to dress up a little and eat all sorts of amazing free food :D surf and turf! AND my company had the whole fucking restaurant. i dont know how we can afford it but we rented the whole place for the night...and everything was free! amazing.
there was this bartender that made me a drink called a wet pussy. oh my god. i asked him if he knew how to make it and he said he knew the drink but was unsure of the ingredients...i told him not to worry and went out for a smoke...well when i went inside there was a waitress at the door and she directed me to the bar saying, "we have a shot ready for you" i laughed and went to the bar and there it was! a wet pussy in its mots delicious shot state...then later i begged him to make me a double, put it in a martini glass and call it a soaking pussy...rofl the boy said sopping pussy. i like both lol
after dinner and massive amounts of alcohol we went back to the complimentary hotel room we got for the night...oh my god. i cant even being to describe the crazy things that happened in that bedroom. now howl the phone, sex is a given. of course we had crazy kinky sex but FIRST...i smoked...then i smoke a cigarette..then we hard a little too much noise fromt he pool below...there were ppl soaking their feet in the spa...now thats harmless enough right? but it was like2 in the morning and they were loud. im pretty sure that these were ppl i knew from work. well, one of the hotel guys came out and told them to leave. well, they took forever. with TONS of fighting. i cuoldnt belive how spoiled these boys and girls were. talking horridly loud, yelling that theyre helping keep this hotel in business and thyll be lucky if they ever come back for their party. DAMN. i was so surprised. they were smoking and drinking and laughing, telling the guard or escort i guess how ridiculous it was that they couldnt do whatever they wanted...they were obviously wasted. and the guard...walked them to the elevator! lol he made 100% sure that they were going to bed or somewhere that wasnt so echoy that the whole hotel could hear...
well after they left...there were 3 other voices that came about an hour later...2 men and a woman...talking about prostitution. now if you think im kidding im not, if you think it was funny, holy shit ive never laughed so hard and quietly in my entire life. these ppl talking about paying $15 for a blowjob and not having to worry about having some princess girlfriend that needed a commitment and wouldnt fuck him. this girl was crazy. they were all so dunk. they were so loud, and they were under a little area directly under our room and about 10 other rooms. there was so much echo we could hear them whispering...one of the guys seemed like he needed a prostitute. he didnt want the girl he had. he was tired of dealing with her and he was tired of masturbating. ROFLOL oh yeah he was. he says to the drunk girl "what? whats better? hiring some bitch to suck my dick for $15 and leave for the night? or should i become a chronic masturbator??" oh my fucking god i was laughing so hard. this girl kept trying to make the case for the girlfriend...like she was a great person and worth more then any prostitute could get paid. she was a companion and there for her man. well the drunk horny guy was having none of that! thy kept talking in circles, asking the same questions to each other and each time producing a new a more slurred answer. so many funny answers...so many funny ways to beat around the word whore...the girl who was defending everyone with a vagina, she tried to explain that prostitutes have feelings too and that men shouldnt exploit them...oh the guys had a feild day with that one! oh well maybe she should get a real job, maybe she should be like a normal person. and why would they care about a whores personal life anyway? so what if she had kids or needed money to pay rent, these guys just wanted to use someone for a good emotionless fucking. holy fuck...now im pretty stoned when im hearing all this but i still couldnt help to be appalled and shocked...and humored! BAHAHAHA
then crazy sex until 430 in the morning...what a night.