I am pretty much asleep right now. I am going to try to stay up for a little longer - but I may end up calling it a night and tuck my little body in for the evening. School has officially started, I have an 8:00AM class tomorrow - was up at 6:00AM yesterday for a 7:45 lab that lasted 2 hours with a nice boring Biology class after. And then this morning, when I thought I might be sleeping in, I had to wake up to babysit. Just as I was about to call it a day - I went in for a little adjustment at the orthodontist. I have no idea what the hell he was doing - but the little “tweaks/bends” he made resulted in so much pain (upper AND lower) that I felt like I did the first time he put braces on me. Apparently this is to “align” me - but oh man. It really hurts.

*edited @ 10:56PM*

Okie dokie. I’m heading to bed. I will be on tomorrow evening to make up for my early evening tonight. I just have to take some advil and get some rest and finish off my school week. I will be much better tomorrow evening - I am sure. Advil, my drug of choice, will rescue me! So I’ll see you all tomorrow evening around 9:00PM. I’ll be on earlier if I can manage it - but will be here with bells on FOR SURE at 9:00PM - and since I have no school on Saturday I can stay up late and say sorry with my hands behind my back - looking up at you with wide eyes - and pleading for mercy. If you’re into that type of thing, that is.

xoxo

My father had a beard for a while. I thought it was… interesting. He kinda looked like Paul Bunyon. He looked a bit scary - but it grew on me. I like the 4 o’clock - or is it 5′oclock? shadow look. I’m stalling.

I don’t know if it’s the beard thing or not - but I have a few musical crushes. They will probably shock you - but I’m a complex person. I’m still stalling.

Ok - fine. Here it is: I love the bearded guys of the late 70’s early 80’s. I’m talkin Kenny Loggins and Jim Messina, Dan Fogelberg, and even a bit of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. I really love those bearded guys. The music always makes me think of campfires and marshmallows and my father’s guitar playing. Even though John Denver isn’t a bearded guy I even like him. Annies Song is one of my favorite songs of all times. I think I mentioned it once before on here and it deserves to be mentioned again. What ever happened to Dan F? I’m sure I’ll hear him this New Year’s eve like I do every year…I like that song - but I prefer Longer Than. God…he’s so romantic AND cute.

You know what it is? Those bearded guys really knew how to sing about love. You fill up my senses like a walk in the forest? and what about Longer than any bird ever flew - I’ve been in love with you? And Even though we ain’t got money… I’m still in love with ya honey… Dang. That’s beautiful. Summer breeze makes me feel fine… blowin thru the jasmine in my … never mind. That didn’t count - there were drugs involved with those group of bearded guys.

Anyway - I just thought that you should know. If this makes you love me less then … I don’t know what to tell ya. LOL. But I’m sick of hiding it. I’m a proud 70’s beard lover. So bushy and out of control but mushy and sensitive underneath it all. *sigh*

Ok - about this being on alerts thing. I’ve been really under the weather. I’ve been so ill that even Danny’s Song can’t cheer me up. First I had a really bad cold. I caught it - I’m blaming Jackson because I distinctly recall hearing a slight sneeze from that adorable snout. But before that I had my monthly visit with the Dr. of Agony - or the Orthodontist as he likes to be called. Rubber bands and thicker wires makes for a very achy CeCe. I thought that if I just left the phone on “alerts” that when I caught a little bit of a break I would be able to … you know… take a call or two. It’s not deliberate - the calls I take, I mean. I just take the ones that I happen to hear when I gain consciousness. I’ll be going to a concert tonight via telecast (St. Olaf Christmas Concert … it’s very important in our family. It’s a Lutheran thang) and then I’ll be logging in tonight if I can possibly make it - around 9:00PM or so. I figure a hot shower and a shot or two of brandy will do the trick.

Sorry about the lack of updates - but I did manage to write 2 times this week. 1 post shy. Maybe I’ll make my goal this upcoming week. One can dream.

I had an orthodontist appointment today.

I could really just end this entry there, right? Orthodontist = pain. pain = ouchie = not a happy camper.

But I feel the need to say more. And I have an intense need for sympathy. It won’t help the pain - but a few “poor CeCe” s will most definitely take my mind off of things for a bit.

I had originally logged on for a few minutes - but due to some personal things going on in addition to the fact that I can’t hardly speak, I decided to log off and get some rest. I’m heading to my wonderful bed in just a few more seconds.

I haven’t been wearing my rubberbands like I should - and today I paid the price. When my ortho told me that he had a little something for me - I knew he wasn’t talking about a trip to Tiffany’s - or a nice screw in the little dentist chair. Not that I would do such a thing with my ortho at all. He’s a sweetheart - but … I don’t think so. He’s a bit too much into the whole pain thing for me.

I have, what feels like, 4 rubber bands made out of the toughest rubber ever! Condoms should be made out of this rubber - but if they were - not only would they kill any chances anyone would have of getting a VD - but it would also kill any chances of ever having an orgasm during the sex act. These rubber bands are as stretchy as a pair of lycro shorts worn by a fat lady during the summer months. These rubber bands are about as stretchy as a piece of rope made out of steel. There is no give in these things whatsoever - so I’m basically talking like my mouth is wired shut. The pain is so intense that I want to keep my mouth closed forever - and even with my mouth closed and my lips pressed tightly together in some sort of prayer for an early death, the rubber bands are STILL trying to get my mouth closed even tighter. There is no doubt in my head that something is moving where my teeth are concerned - and I’m sure it’s bone - some bone lodged deep with in my jaw that is refusing to come to the party-o-pain.

I have had thicker wires - which was painful. I have accidently hit myself in the damn mouth a time or two - and that is painful. But these rubberbands give pain a whole new definition.

So I can’t log on right now. I’m on alerts - and if I feel like it I’ll answer. If not - don’t take it personally - it just means that the drugs kicked in and I’m drooling on my pillow with out you. Hopefully the pain will be better tomorrow after work and I’ll log in and do a few calls. I am also hoping that the tolerance for this pain increases or whatever - so I can log on this weekend, too. But we will see. If you want to speak to me and you don’t see me on - make an appointment to talk. I promise I will do my best to be here and take your call. It always feels like there will always be pain - but the truth is - by tomorrow I will be much better. Sleep and Advil will make sure of that!

Talk soon…

I had my 4th adjustment the other day.  It really wasn’t as painful as the other adjustments I’ve had.  I’m not sure if it was because I had other pains (TMI alert…. women problems/issues!) that were taking my mind off of my teeth or if he was just being kind to me for a change.  There really is something kinky, by the way, with having men leaning over me shoving various fingers into my mouth… but maybe I’ll expand on that a bit later… (I feel a story coming on!).  After the adjustment, however, my dentist came over to me to have a little chat with me.

“CeCe” he began. “I really need you to wear your rubberbands as much as possible.”

“I am” I lied.  Then immediately began to giggle.  I can never lie with a straight face!

“The more you wear your rubber bands the quicker your braces will come off.”  He advised me patiently, leaning in so that the musky scent of his cologne filled my little nostrils. 

“I’ll wear them more often.”  I promised.

“Next week we’re going to take the wires off and put on stronger wires.  Your teeth are straightening up nicely and they will be ready for the bigger stronger wires.  It will be painful, but your treatment will progress much more quickly with those wires on.” 

My eyes glazed over as I continued listening.  Bigger wires.  More pain.  Rubberbands more often.  *sigh*

Let me just explain to anyone who has not had braces before - rubberbands are a pain in the ass!  Seriously.  They are tiny little torture devices.  They are so tiny, and so damn strong that they could be tiny cock rings for a lizard’s penis.  They expand and stretch though (of course) so you can pull them about an inch or two long, and when you let go (after they have attached, in my case, to the top and bottom teeth brackets on my right and left side of my mouth) they ache to return to their little lizard cock ring size again.  If you’re too busy laughing at my descriptions, then the pain has not factored into your brain yet! (lol!)  It HURTS!   On top of that, my hunky orthodontist is going to further my discomfort by applying bigger wires next month to my teeth and probably tightening them up so much that talking will not only be a chore, but a new and improved torture method for prisoner’s of war! 

I’m usually not up for much domination in my role play, but I have a great little caller who loves for me to torture his “member”. :)  Trust me when I tell you:  my brain has been working over time.  These little rubberbands will come in handy when I stretch them over the head of his cock - then giggle as the little rubbers try to shrink back to their original size over the helmet of his dick. !!!

in other news:  I’m going to be logging on tonight and tomorrow and hopefully most of you will grace me with your wit and horniness!

Have a great day/nite!

So I thought it was going to be a bit slow today - but wow - did I have a rush!  I don’t have the energy to recall EVERY call I did - so I’m going to just highlight a few new callers today before finishing up the story I started a few days ago.

Have you boys been panting and biting at the bit waiting for the conclussion?

So tonight I got the chance to talk to two new people… wait - 3. The first person I spoke to was Erica - and wow!  What an experience that was.  She, too, has braces, and a fascination for girls in them.  We both got dressed up in our latex outfits with not an ounce of skin showing and started kissing and rubbing our tongues over each other’s braces.  It was hot.  Then I got to talk to Nick from Brooklyn.  Wow - there is something about NYC accents that just drives me crazy - and Nick’s was no exception to the rule.  He picked me up in the mall (in our fantasy, sillies!) and promptly took me to his greatly decorated pad - where we fucked on his leather sofa before he carried me up to his room to fuck me properly on his gy-normous bed. It was delicious. THEN my really good friend, Angelina, had a caller on who had a certain fetish for lipgloss.  Go figure. I - CeCe ADORE lip gloss.  So we (Angelina and I) promptly had our way with him.  It was very kinky.  And totally unplanned.  See, I was talking to Angelina on the phone when she got the call from this guy, Rick, and lucky him, he got BOTH of us (count them 2, one, two - *hahaha* **private joke between Angelina & I**) for the price of ONE.  This lucky bastard didn’t know what hit him.  Angelina and I scoped him out like he was a piece of grade A prime Cock Meat - leaned him against the sink at the local Hooters - and sucked his cock with tons of lipgloss on.  THEN Angelina’s kinky ass rubbed lipgloss all over my puckered pink asshole and guided his huge veiny cock into it!  Man - he came so hard he’s probably still cleaning the cum off of his ceiling!  It was SO much fun I could hardly stand it - and I’m sure it was a very memorable experience for him as well. 

Now I hate to mention this very last call - because now all of you will be thinking that you, too, will be as lucky as Rick and get 2 nite flirters for the price of one.  This may only happen once in a great moon - but if there is a demand for our talents (and lip gloss) we may offer Tuesday 2 girl evenings for an hour or two.  I’ll let ya know. *wink*

I had every intention of finishing my story - but will have to do so when I wake up in a few hours.  I’m worn out.  I mean - I sucked a lot of dick tonight, kissed a girl with braces until we both were exhausted AND got fucked by a strawberry lip gloss covered dick IN THE ASS.  Can you blame me for being a little tired?

Talk to you soon!