I have only recently received 2 presents off my wish list.  2 of those presents came from “Lucy” - after a somewhat humorous call where a guy loved lipgloss and purple rubber dicks.  He actually liked my lipgloss covered lips on him - and the purple rubber dick INSIDE of him - but you get my meaning, basically.  I was very thankful for the gifts because I really had not received any since making the listing.  I actually got something a while ago from a personal wish list from my best friend - but again - that was different. Women expect that their women friends will buy them presents - and we usually keep our end of the women buying each other agreement (article V - section 14 in the girlfriend constitution…look it up!).  But men who spoil us - well - no matter how often it happens (or in my case how infrequently to this point it HAS happened) it is ALWAYS received with much elation and circumstance! lol. 

Today my “U.R.” sent me presents!!!  I haven’t yet received them in my little pink nailed hands - but I will be getting them very shortly and I can not wait to see what the surprises are!!  My “U.R.” (the caller formally known as Mr. Tattle tale) has been very good to me lately.  His calls are of the romantic sort - like my sweet “Joe” who called me before I left on the cruise.  I can get down and dirty like most sweet innocent looking girls when it counts - but there is a romantic little woman inside of me that really likes for her callers to get to know me.  “Pillow talk” as I’ve mentioned before in other posts, is not wasted on me.  I find that most of my enjoyable calls have an element of “date” to them.  Many of my callers are quick fast and in a hurry to complete the mission - but I’m fortunate to have just as many (if not a few more) who truly understand that in order for me to cum and be the best flirt - a little introduction and getting to know you period works wonders! “U.R” gets that - and is appreciative of the time we spend together and is now sending me my very first gift/s ever from a caller.  *insert tear of gratitude here*.    Thank you so much, sweetheart - and thank you, also to Joe - who emailed me after a call we had to specifically thank me for the experience.  Things like that make me enjoy this experience of niteflirt even more than I normally do!

“U.R.” ’s field/occupation is - let’s see how to put this … hmmmm.  Let’s just say that taxes are pretty important to him.  Since he is one of my favorite callers and I’m making him blush by dedicated whole paragraphs to him - I thought I’d give a little shout out for him - in a vain attempt to make his job a bit easier.  “U.R.” has this to say:

“Please file your taxes early and completely - and correctly.”

Now - I have never filed taxes in my life (thankfully!) but will have to this year for sure. I don’t think I’m going to like it, but the thought of jail time, heavy fines and possible audits where I may meet “U.R.” in a cold damp room while being chained to the wall and made to answer questions…oops. sorry. that is a fantasy of mine.  I digress. Let’s just take some time as tax paying citizens to file in time so that we have the necessary time available to get help should we need it.  And before you think of calling someone like “U.R.” for assistance…read what else he had to say:

“Please stop asking so many stupid questions.”

I know in school we are use to people saying, “there is no stupid question.”  but “U.R. assures me that there are indeed stupid questions - and (though he, himself did not say this part…) stupid people.  Go to a tax place and ask some of the questions that are nagging you - or better yet - hire a reputable accountant to do your taxes for you.  But definitely educate yourselves so that you complete your taxes on time.

This message was brought to you by Celina, your teen wet dream.  Making sure you cum, then go to file your taxes - completely, correctly, and on time.  Thank you.  Have a nice day!

Now then…on to the wave.  On the second day of the cruise - we went whale watching.  There were no whales.  Only waves - bumpy waves - and lots of women and children puking into bags that would later be deposited in garbage cans that decorated the ship’s floor.  I hate to think of the poor person who had to empty those garbage cans almost as much as I hate to think of the poor children and women who found themselves staring at that morning’s breakfast buffet recycled. 

There was one wave, however, that was bigger than most.  The ship headed straight into it and almost in slow motion the wave enveloped the front of the ship, soaking several passengers and causing many of us to laugh - out of nervousness or fear - who can ever really tell at a time like that.  The left over splurge of sea water made its way over to me, however - and I was several feet back.  It was almost an after thought - little splatters of sea water that I quickly licked off my lips and blinked away from my eyes.  There were no whales anywhere.  Perhaps the stormy weather threw them off like it threatened to throw US off the ship.  Perhaps they were people watching and playing a game of cat/mouse with us.  All I know is that this - was by far - one of the best things about the cruise for me.  The air - the sea water splashing against my face - and the surges of ups and downs. I wasn’t sick at all.  I wasn’t even that afraid.  It was - sexy.   As sexy as presents from wishlists - and the fantasy of having to pay off taxes in a compromising situation to “U.R.”