business-socks

Mmmm, gurrrrl.

[edit- what the fuck, photobucket. It was just a picture of a butt, do you have ANY idea how hard I had to work not to show the virgin donkey dick]

Tonight we’re gonna make love.

You know how I know?

Because it’s WEDNESDAY, and Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love.

Mondays it’s my turn to write, Tuesday nights we go to Goodwill

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But Wednesday we make sweet weekly love.

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It’s when everything is just right. There’s nothing good on tv,

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You haven’t had your after work social sports team practice so you’re not too tired

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Ooh. It’s all on.

You lean in

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And whisper something sexy in my ear like

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“I might go to bed now I’ve got work in the morning” I know what you’re trying to say girl. You’re trying to say oh yeah.

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It’s business time. It’s business time.

It’s business, it’s business time, I know what you’re trying to say, you’re trying to say it’s time for business, it’s business time, ooh!

[ridiculous montage of sexytiemz, too many to choose!]

It’s business, it’s business time, oooooh, yeah!

Then we’re in the bathroom, brushing our teeth

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That’s all part of the foreplay. I love foreplay.

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Then you sort out the recycling.

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That isn’t part of the foreplay process but it is still very important.

Next thing you know we’re in the bedroom. You’re wearing that baggy old ugly teeshirt you got from your work several years ago. You know the one baby. With the curry stain.

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I remove my clothes very very clumsily

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Tripping sensuously over my pants. Now I’m naked except for my socks.

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And you know when I’m down to just my socks, what time it is. 

It’s business, it’s business time! You know when I’m down to my socks it’s time for business that’s why they’re called business socks OOH

It’s business, it’s business time! Oooooh yeaaaah!

Making love

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Making love for

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Making love for two

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Making love for two… minutes.

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When it’s with me girl you only need two minutes because I’m so intense.

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You whisper something sexy like, ‘is that it!?’

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I know what you’re trying to say girl. You’re trying to say 'ooh yeah, that’s it’

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Then you tell me you want some more, well, uh, I’m not surprised. But I’m quite sleepy.

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It’s business, it’s business time! Business hours are oooover, baaaaby!

It’s business, it’s business tiiiiime!

today i trimmed for a man :/ i never trim for men. none of my clients are men (some are couples i guess but it isn’t the same). and his mare is retiring and going away so i had to pull her 4 shoes as well. she was on the bad end of average about her front feet, annoying but not too terrible. but she has a hock injury on one hind and a stifle injury on the other. idek how a farrier was able to get shoes on the hinds because she was constantly kicking and yanking and trying to fall down even with her foot as low as i could manage.

and then at some point she was being really bad and he kept telling me to “just beat her with my rasp” and i was like uhh no? so he picked up my rasp while i was turned away, i guess in preparation to hit her if she did it again, but he dropped it. and on the cement floor it hit just right and a third of it broke off. i had literally just pulled that rasp out of the cardboard, it was brand new and my last new one.

sooooo then i had to use my dull rasp on a badly behaved horse and yeah it was stupid. he’s going to replace it but it won’t be the kind i like and just like… don’t touch my shit? thank god i don’t have to trim the mare anymore though because she’s going away for retirement. he was happy with the trim though, which i guess is good considering how badly he talked about other farriers the whole time. so maybe somehow some other business will come of it.