A Broad

This broad is going abroad this weekend so there will be no posts for a while, unless I stumble upon an internet cafe and I have something riveting to impart to you (which seems unlikely). The long range weather forecast reports ‘beautiful and warm with plenty of sunshine, 33°C.
‘Fear Of Flying’ was the first erotic book I read (I was thirteen), but it’s also something I suffer from. Despite all the technical explanations (thrust and lift and pressure and stuff) I still can’t quite fathom how something as big as a plane can stay in the air.

It’s my birthday on Saturday, so I’ll be celebrating alone (unless 200 Easyjet passengers decide to join in).

See you all when I get back.

Hugs,
V xxx

Bad Penny

No, not another lesbian!

Just when you think you are moving on and starting to get some semblance of normality back in your life, what happens?

‘Him’ of ‘Him’ fame called me last night. Now I’m sure old boyfriends (and girlfriends) turn up in your lives from time to time but I was almost stuck for words (for a change). I really didn’t know what I felt when I heard that familiar voice.
Confusion.
Excitement.
Love?
I actually think I still love him. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it.

Anyway he phoned with an offer – a nice offer.

His parents have an apartment in Spain and he’s going out there for a couple of weeks in October. He has asked me to join him.

‘No strings’, he says.
I think that might mean I can’t take my thong underwear.

Seriously, I am tempted and if I can get the time off work I may go.

Am I being stupid?
I suspect he was seeing someone else prior to our break up but I have no proof. Should that influence my decision or should I go and enjoy the sun and whatever else I feel up for?

Or should I sat in cold, wet rainy Glasgow?

Not much of a contest, eh?

Black Friday Sunny Monday

Friday the 13th today – Black Friday.
I’m wearing all black today. Black top, skirt, shoes, stockings and undies. Looks quite smart too.
And I’m feeling quite good today.
I’ve booked a last-minute deal.
Off to Corfu on Monday.

ON MY OWN!
Slightly apprehensive about that, but I’m just going to read and lie in the sun. Never been on holiday by myself so I’m sure it will be an experience.

On another subject, I’ve heard through the grapevine that ‘Him’ has a new floosie. Also heard that she may have been on the scene prior to the break up. Now I’m trying to think back.
Were there any signs?
I try to comfort myself by saying ‘It’s his loss’.
I’m not being big-headed but I think I’m a nice person, fairly intelligent and quite attractive.
I know it’s time to put him out of my mind and move on.

Anyway, Corfu beckons and who knows what else?

Everyone have a nice week and I’ll ’see’ you when I get back

Love
Veronica