Coincidence

Last night I had anal sex with a girl for the first time. It wasn't all it seemed cracked up to be. I prefer vagina, at least so far in my experience.

Friday night my work friend Theresa and I were talking after we were done. She had her dog- one of them with her. She was throwing a ball for the dog. At one point she looked at the ball and said it looks like a butt, as she pressed it together a certain way. And that it even had a hole she joked, as the ball had a hole. I said it doesn't have enough cheeks to it and that even I have more butt. She jokingly said "show me".

Through the weekend, I looked at escorts on a website. I haven't had sex for two weeks so I wanted to. I've thought about contacting Theresa. She's about 10 years older than me. But we work at the same place and I'd rather not. She has hinted in ways/flirted. Its always with a laugh, but I imagine it wouldn't take a lot of effort. Unless it did. I thought about that night over the weekend, and that I should have said "show me yours" (her ass) in response to her telling me to show her mine. I had simply said nothing. But I thought about sending it randomly over the weekend in text. Seeing what she was up to.

Sunday night I went for the escort. I chose her specifically because she hinted that she does anal. Red haired girl. Named "Red". She called me when I was on the road to see her and I saw the number 184 on a plate on a vehicle that came onto the interstate just then in front of me. 184 is my mother's name's sum, as well as Donna's. Its a number that I associate with them, and there is some things about it.

She was better than expected. I was worried I wouldn't enjoy myself. That my money would be wasted like the last time I used an escort. I had been curious about this one. I saw her many times advertising. I justified myself this night in that I was finally getting it out of my system. I was satisfying curiosity. And if I tried anal sex- something my ex and others never were that adamant about, here was that.

Red had a turtle that she showed me, after.

I noticed in the driveway was a box that said Eggs. I try to pay attention and note things, but that's all I remember there.

Songs have been aligning to the end of my journies more lately. At parking for instance a song ends. Something like that.

Theresa's dog was attacked and injured today (yesterday now). She had surgery and needed 40 cm of bowel removed.

 

Theresa and I in our conversation on Friday were talking a good deal about dog aggression. She was showing me how she shows her dogs dominance, by gently pulling them by the collar to the ground. Some thoughts about the time that I broke up a fight physically and subdued my family's dog entered my mind as she told me about her experience and what she thinks is right to do. Sometimes, you need to use force with dogs. At least they seem to understand, sometimes, force.

It turns out it was two of her own dogs that attacked the dog that I mention in my post, who I met and interacted with that Friday. They went for kill shots. One of the dogs she mentioned was Daisy. I forget the other's name, but Daisy seemed to be the one she mentioned the most. Apparently this "Baby Girl" is the first dog she had... The one who had surgery and is in recovery now. And she is the alpha, according to Theresa, of the other dogs (Though Theresa is the 'alpha'). But, she is one of the smallest. She has like 6 dogs. But Baby Girl is the oldest, and I guess the others test her. I don't know, but here they tried to kill her.

Over the weekend on OkCupid I talked to a girl named Daisy. It was the night of the 'Super moon'. We liked each other by swiping. Daisymay. I was horny and playful the night we first began to talk. She said she was tired and getting ready for bed, but she wanted to talk the next day/when she gets up. But I never messaged her that day, like I said I would. Instead I got an escort. My experience with the escort happened around the same time that Theresa's dog was attacked.