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I busk for a living. I could make more money with a regular 9 to 5 job, but it's thrilling to be on the streets and living and living day by day. there's something real bout it. I like throwing a few coins in my guitar case in the morning to get started, and I like that first tip that comes my way. such a jolt to see, always makes me think that it's going to be a good day.

really sunny days are amazing, you play all the happy songs you want and everyone's walking around with a smile on their face. it's great. you feel like you're spreading happiness in the world, that you've made a real positive contribution. tips are great too, happy people tend to notice you more and tip bigger because they're in the mood. cloudy days are bad, but it's a challenge, you can play more contemplative songs and sometimes people stop and watch you play. you don't get the tips usually, but its cool to see people moved by your music.

on quiet days I drop my pants and roll out a chubby. I don't get a lot of tips from that, only from this old creepy guy in a trenchcoat who tips by the minute... more tips the longer I can hold off. I'm not sure about that guy, but on cold quiet days he's probably 90% of my tips for the day, so I cant' afford to chase him off.

I tend to buy maccas with the tips, they had those $2 and $3 burgers for a while, I'd eat a couple of those for a meal and go to the bathroom and drink from the tap. Keeps you fed while you're purseing youre music. I know I can't do this forever, but I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. BEst times of my life.

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This weekend twins came over, Ive known them for a while but just as the younger sisters of a friend. We all were drinking just me and them cause all my roomates were gone for break. they ended up asking if they could take a bath, well of course I got to it and got them towels and so they get their bath goin. I begin to make jokes asking them if they take baths together all the time. They respond saying yeah but with clothes on, I tell em its all good they are identical twins after all.

At some point during them getting the bath ready theres a comment made how they think Im "too scared" to get into the bath with them. Well I took it as an invitation to get the fuck in the bath. All I can say is that the whole dynamic of twins is truly one of the great wonders of the world. I had no idea these girls were so crazy, they would always act so innocent and really look young cause theyre so small. So anyway the bath was a very small bath for 3 people and did not work out as expected, with gallons of water flooding the floor and the shower curtain stripped off the wall.

Neverthless a great beginning to a memorable night. My eyes didnt rest for more than blink and dick was hard for way over 4 hours. I had to stay active and awake and taking care of twins aint easy. They were both little dirty blonde freaks and my muscles felt numb the next day cause they wouldnt stop humpin my legs. They didnt want to fuck and I didnt care at the time cause I was already preoccupied working them over. They were fresh and tight, somewhat shaved on natural side and tits you wouldnt believe, small but nice.

They start to get restless as the sun rises forcing my to go to the store and get more beer to wake up with. We enjoy a few beers upon which we immediately fall back into bed and nothing could keep us sleepin. I slept for 6 hours enjoying the scent of fresh baths and pussy. I awake alone, still drunk, in a haze of cloudy memories. Looking around their jeans, shirts, jackets, and panties thrown around everywhere.

I lost favorite hat $20, a couple pairs of boxers $10 and two t shirts $30..........
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I am a 66 year old man that had never touched any illegal drug my entire life. That is until 4 months after my 64th birthday. i had been planning my escape from my world into the bad world of drugs for years and had studied all the information I could find. I wanted the baddest of the bad that gave the best high you can get using the most harmful method to get high. There really was only one choice. I was retiring and while the people that I worked planned and gave me a nice party I was putting my own parT together. When the big night arrived everything was ready and except for a couple people that helped me get what I needed and a nurse my home was empty. I sat quietly quietly watching them make up what they told me were rigs. Not a big amount of the white crystals went into each syringe (point as i found out later)then they finished up by adding close to the same amount of warm warm water to the point and shook it hard until it was nearly clear with a touch of cloudiness. Next they asked for the 20th time if I was sure I wanted to go through with this and was I aware of the risks were and i said in a shaky voice yes it was going to happen no matter how many times they asked and to please do it already. Then they put a tourniquet on one arm i don't remember which and the nurse started tapping around looking for the best vein she could find next i felt the sharpness of the needle as it entered. I knew at that split second my life would never be the same and I may have stepped into a black hole never to return. I watched intently as blood  came up into the point and the nurse slowly pushed the plunger down. She asked several times if there was any pain and i said no. The first thing I noticed was a slight taste of metal in my mouth then I could feel an intense pleasure rush through my veins  I could literally feel the meth flow through my veins. It was the most intense pleasure I had ever had in my life, I realized at that split second Tina was going to be my master and mistress for the rest of my years, my one and only true love. The first rush lasted for a bit more than 7 minutes. I have had longer more intense and shorter less intense but I have never had a terrible rush. I damn near killed  my self the first eight months I used. Months of slamming to soon or to much or not keeping myself hydrated and too big of slamm when no one was with me. After using hard for 8 months and ending up in the hospital. I realized something was going to have to change or I wouldn't live long enough to enjoy slamming Meth to really make it worth my while. I quit cold turkey in one day and for the next 9 months I was sober. it was all part of my plan because there was no way I was going to give up my lover Tina (meth), While I was sober I had a time lock safe installed and set it to open every Friday evening and let Tina out. I have never regretted letting Tina into my life and never look back

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I sat at the bar on New Years eve, pondering life. There has been so many ups and downs, especially the downer of how my wife decided to leave me for a married couple. The funny thing was, we never had any issues – it was just out of the blue. When she came to me about it all, she said it wasn’t me, that she just wanted to explore her sexuality and that she was being selfish. She said she didn’t mean to hurt me, and even let me keep the car, the house – hell I got to keep everything. We had no kids as she was infertile, which was fine. Me being 46, no kids, no wife – I was just kind of done with everything.
So there I was, drowning my sorrows and in my own thoughts, and this girl sits down next to me. I thought nothing of it, I was too invested in self-pity. Fuck I didn’t even notice her sit down until she ordered a beer.
“What would you like miss?” The bartender asked as he wiped the counter down.
“I don’t like domestic, gives me a headache, do you have Newcastle or Guinness?” she asked with a soft voice. Good choice, I thought – and I was pulled to pay for her drink but decided self-pity was the theme of the evening.
“We’ve got both”
“I’ll get a Guinness then!”
“Hey, you need a refill?” I heard her ask. I didn’t think she was talking to me, but I noticed my glass was almost empty, I turned to see who she was talking to. I almost fell out of my chair, she was drop dead gorgeous. Her bobbed black hair framed her face perfectly, her luscious lips sparkled and her eyes seemingly looked right into my soul.
“Oh um, me? I might call it a night,” I said to her as I shyly looked away.
“That sucks, I’ll tell you what, and it sure looks like you could use someone to talk to – so stick around. I’ve got this round, you get the next?” She smiled and checked her phone.
I looked at the bartender, “I’ll have what she’s having,” and I looked at her, “thank you for your kindness.”
I don’t know why I said that, it just came out of me – “thank you for your kindness??” are you fucking kidding me? Yet, it seemed to work.
“I’m Cindy, happy New Year to you…”
I smiled, “I’m Mike, happy New Year to you too, pleasure to meet you.”
The bartender came with our drinks and we clinked them together, “to better days, yeah Mike?”
“To better days, Cindy, I sure need them!” I laughed.
“Why, what’s up? Tell me about yourself, Michael!” She said, using my full name – which was shocking, no one ever did that, so it was strange to hear.
“Oh boy, my tragic life, it’s pretty uninteresting. Where do I start? My wife left me a year ago to live with a married couple she’s been screwing around with behind my back, but at least she left me with everything – we got divorced, and well, I haven’t heard from her since. Which is fine I guess. I can’t complain about my job, I love my job. I work with labor unions, organizing non-union workers and helping people get a decent wage…”
Cindy took a sip of her Guinness, “how crazy is that, what your wife did? If you really love someone you wouldn’t do that – I’m so sorry that happened to you. Hell, she could have at least asked you to join them! If it’s any consolation, I got dumped by my fiancé 2 years ago and haven’t looked back. I figure once someone breaks trust like that, there’s no going back. I don’t even really think about him anymore at all.”
“Yeah, I thought she was the one, ya know? And I’m sure you thought your ex was the one too – otherwise you wouldn’t have been engaged, right?”
“It always amazes me how people lack compassion and empathy these days. We’re a rare breed you and I…” she took another sip of her drink, “People who actually give a fuck… who care, it’s so damn rare. She hurt you out of her selfish needs, as did my ex. The hell with both of them!”
I laughed, “agreed, the hell with them,” I raised my glass and we clanked them together and laughed.
We talked for hours, it was almost 10:30 PM, and Cindy showed me the time on her phone “the end of 2024 is almost here.”
“Hopefully that’s a good thing, Cindy.”
“Hey, you want to bring in the New Year with me? My place or yours? Why stick around in a bar when we both can talk and chill together?”
I was a bit shocked, “Are you sure you want to bring in the New Year with a 46 year old guy who’s probably going through a midlife crisis?”
She smirked, “Dude, you’re hot. I like older men. You got that salt and pepper hair, tall dark and handsome, with those dark brown eyes I could lose myself in… I’ll cure that midlife crisis of yours,” she laughed and nudged my shoulder.
“I’m not far away, my house is just down the road a bit…” I told her, and then asked, “How old are you?”
She bit her lip, “Don’t freak out, I know I’m a bit young – I’m 24. And I trust you, I know people pretty good, I’ve got a good sense about people – you give me a good vibe, so yeah, let’s head to your place.”
She followed me to my house, we both parked in my driveway and went inside. I took her jacket and hung it up, then showed her to the living room. She sat down on the couch and giggled.
“What kind of movies do you like? I’m going to guess science fiction and fantasy from the figurines on the TV cabinet,” she said pointing to a dragon figurine.
“You would be correct! I love sci-fi and fantasy, a lot!”
“Oh we’re going to get along just fine, Mike – just to let you know I’m not into sports… at all.”
My heart skipped, “Neither am I – I find them boring! Oh shit, let me get you a drink. How’s rum and Coke?”
“Perfect! Oh shit we forgot to get Champaign!”
“I actually got some from Costco the other day, it was a $50 bottle and I planned staying here for New Years and not going out but… well luckily I did!”
I chilled the Champaign on ice as we drank our rum and Cokes and got to know each other even more.
As midnight approached I got the Champaign ready and got a couple of Champaign glasses – we counted down together, “3, 2, 1! Happy New Year!!!”
I found myself in her arms, our lips were touching, our tongues were exploring. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me against her body. I could feel her soft breasts pushing into my chest as my hand gently caressed her face.
We must have kissed for 20 minutes straight, and our hands began to wander. She pulled back, again biting her lower lip.
“I don’t fuck on the first date,” she said with a sly smile, “but we’re not on a date!”
She unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down and started sucking my cock. I leaned back on the couch and let her go to town. Her sexy black bobbed hair swayed and caressed her face as she swallowed the whole of my cock. She quickened the pace, jerking me off and sucking as my cock got harder and harder – I didn’t want to cum just yet so I stopped her, and pushed her down on the couch. I pulled her shirt up, undid her bra and pulled her pants and panties off. I started licking her lovely soft breasts, teasing her hard nipples and worked my way down to her completely shaved (waxed) pussy. My face dove right in. Her juices were sweet, succulent, she tasted like no other women I’ve ever been with. She moaned and cried out in pleasure, her body shaking and quivering with each lick. I pushed a finger inside her, she was tight as hell. I started working my finger as my tongue lapped at her dripping cunt. She exploded in pleasure, literally. I’ve never been with a woman who can squirt, but she did – the warm fluid gushed on to my chin, on to my chest as she writhed in orgasmic delight. She let out a guttural scream, “FUCKKKK!! OH MY FUCKING GOD MIKE!!” Cindy nearly passed out.
I cuddled into her as she was recovering, she started stroking my hair, “holy fuck – who the fuck are you and how the fuck did you learn how to do that??”
“What?” I asked.
“No one has ever made me squirt, I’m the only person that can do it – you’re the first person to ever get it right!” she was panting.
“Oh you’re in a lot of trouble mister,” she said as she pushed me back, and started sucking my cock to get it rock hard again. When she got it hard enough she mounted it, taking it all inside of her. She started riding me, her breasts bouncing on my chest as her lips met mine. Her pussy was way too tight, I wasn’t going to last long at all.
“Holy fuck you’re so god damned tight Cindy… I’m not going to last long…”
“GOOD!” She pushed me deeper into her tight hot hole, looking into my eyes – she was mesmerized, as was I.
“Such a beautiful cock Mike, oh so good….” She said as her cunt stroked me deep inside her.
“Cindy….” I murmmered as my hands gently clenched her cloudy soft breasts.
“Give me all of your cum Mike, fill me up…” Cindy whispered.
I did. I erupted deep inside her, my cock jumped and pulsed as cum sprayed inside of her. She moaned and began grinding my dick in her pussy. I could feel every detail of the inside of her tight pussy, she was milking my cock dry. There was so much cum her tight little cunt couldn’t hold it all, so it started dripping out and down my balls. She got off me, and I felt her mouth licking the cum off my cock and balls. After she was done she cuddled into me.
“That was perfect,” Cindy sighed.
“Can I get your number?” I asked jokingly.
“Ya think??” she laughed.
We both got serious for a second, “would you be opposed for me taking you out on a date?”
She kissed my lips, “I’d love that. But remember, I don’t fuck on the first date!”
We both laughed.
“Cindy, seriously, I’ve never met anyone like you and honestly dating you wouldn’t really be about the sex, it’s about getting to know you – because it just seems like you were put in my life for a reason.”
“Mike, everything happens for a reason. I’m a big believer in that. Bad things happen and we learn lessons from them. Good things happen and fill us with joy and happiness. So, let me be clear – I won’t ever cheat on you Mike, I know that I’m just saying words to you – but I know how it feels. And I know you’ll never cheat on me either, because you’re a 46 year old guy banging a 26 year old.”
We laughed.
“Cindy, you’re way mature for your age – I don’t even see your age.”
“Oh, I see your age – that’s a kink of mine,” she smiled, “don’t get offended if I start calling you daddy, and beg you to spank me for being a bad girl.”
“Oh you’re a bad girl, huh?” I said as my hand smacked her ass.
“Oh daddy, I’ve been so bad…”
We ended up fucking again, this time doggy style. I was trying to go soft on her with the spanking but she kept telling me to smack her ass harder. I did.
“I’m so fucking bad daddy, spank me!!! HARDER!! HARDER DADDY!”
She has so much energy, and she got off from me spanking her while fucking her from behind. She came, her ass jiggled and I couldn’t hold off, and came inside her again.
We both collapsed – we were exhausted.
“We forgot to drink the Champaign.”
I showed her were my bedroom was, and she stayed the night. We both fell asleep in each other’s arms and when I woke up, she was still there. I made her breakfast and we spent the day together. We fucked a few times more on New Years Day too. I got her number, and we’ve been seeing each other every day. I took her out to eat on Saturday – it was a good date. At the end of the date I drove her home and walked her up to her apartment.
We kissed and she asked if I wanted to come in for a cup of coffee. I smirked and pinned her up against her apartment door, “I’m going to break you of that fucking on a first date rule,” my hands groped her breasts.
She opened the door to her apartment, shut it and we fucked right there on the floor. I ended up staying the night. I’m seeing her again tonight, she’s coming over to my house.
Yesterday I actually asked her if she is on birth control, her only response was “nope.”
My response, “good.”
She responded back with the smiley face emojie with hearts for eyes.
“Breed me daddy.”
Sure, we’re moving way too fucking fast – but life is life. I don’t give a fuck. I think I’ll eventually ask her to move in, and perhaps if all goes well – perhaps to spend her life with me. I know there is a massive age difference. I’ll be 62 and she’ll be 44, I’ll be 72 and she’ll be 54. But at least we would be happy in knowing we were in good company. Shit, I sound like I’m falling in love… I probably am in love.
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