." Let's- let's just see how tomorrow goes first, okay?" I laugh as I joinmy friends on the sofa. We spend the whole day at the apartment (apartfrom a...quick trip out for lunch), practising for our recording thefollowing week and watching some of the footage recorded in Scotland,before heading out in the evening to the regular 'girls' night in' atCharlotte Hutchinson's house- and my next nerve-wracking confession."Are you feeling any better?" I ask Lauren as we arrive at the vastmansion. "I know. "The young woman reached up slowly to pull open the cloak and allow it to fall from her shoulders to dangle on the piece of fabric tied around her neck. She reached up and pulled back the hood to reveal deeply tanned and flawless skin of rich bronze color. Her raven black hair spilled out, falling away to cascade past her shoulders to end just above her buttocks. The dress she wore was more of a wrap than anything else, elegant leather straps with carvings on them across her waist and her. Now head in the parking lot next to cars is cool, But if we fuck in the car people will notice I'm sure. So I back out and drive down the street to a empty office building. As I park it starts raining very slightly and she starts sucking my dick again. I pull out my phone to record. THIS BITCH GOES CRAZYD: what the fuck are you doing, Im getting out, I cant believe you OMG OMG I'm married etc etc etcShe was bitching so much I was shocked. My mouth was probably wide open in amazement. I aint. In fact, no bloody fun. Okay, tons of people are visiting the site I frequent. More new members and a lot of people I don't see too often are popping up — it’s my salvation. But, one of the many rules my husband and I have is: Do not shit in your backyard. Simply, that means don’t step out close to home as it can come back and haunt you with drama. I’ve risked breaking this rule a few times — as you can read in some of these journal entries — but mostly it’s been with people visiting my small.