CHANTAL

WHEN SEX IN PUBLIC PLACES GETS OUT OF HAND...
Current mood: amused

In the past 3 months two random events have really made me realize why it is better just to fuck in your own bed, or someone's bed. 


HOTEL LOVIN'
I was living in a Marriott for about 2 months or so and didn't have a single problem or er, noise issue for the whole stay and then...I went to pack my shit into my car and it totally went down.
 I got off work and rushed back to the hotel A.S.A.P., I had to finish packing my belonging, take Memphis out, pack Memphis's shit because I guess she has luggage now (what a little bitch), and then get everything down the 3 flights of stairs and into my love mobile.  I pull up to the hotel and enter in a side door and that's when I heard it "OH YEAH, FUCK, FUCK, OH HARDER!"  WTF?  This is bullshit!  Why didn't these noises occur the whole time I had been staying there?  Do you know how hard it is to get off to the Food Network?  Thank god for Wolf Gang Puck's Cooking Class or else I would of been fucked.  It took me about 2-3 hours to get everything in and out of the building.  That shit was going on the whole time I was packing.  I was so disgusted by what I was hearing that I had to stand outside their door and listen for a good 20 minutes.  RIDICULOUS.  After it was all said and done I made sure I went down to the lobby and told them who ever is changing the sheets in Room 304 needs to wear gloves because that shit has to have cum all over it. 

PARKING LOT LOVIN'
This event took place earlier this week.  I pull into my work's parking lot and decided that I needed to finish smoking my cigarette and maybe smoke 3 more before I actually go upstairs when all of a sudden a noise comes from the finer establishment next door's parking lot, "FUCK YEAH, OH GOD, FEELS SO GOOD!".  I ended up smoking a pack of cigarettes just listening to this nasty shit going on.  Oh and I knew the sex was nasty because I can almost bet my life on it that the bitch was a stripper from the club next door turning a trick.  OFF DA CHAIN!  This shit was going down in a SUV with the windows rolled up and doors closed and it was still loud as fuck.  The car was like 2 parking lots away, that bitch had to of been breaking this dude off like there was no tomorrow.  If not then she gets an A for best fake out during a trick because she was awesome.  I don't even feel comfortable typing the shit that she was saying, I will however tell you in public, maybe whisper it in your ear near a dumpster? 
ANYWAYS, all I was thinking was it is like 6 or 7 pm, who the fuck pays for sex at the time?  I mean come on there is a code to hooking, trust me, I've doing it for 7 years now.  God, these young bitches need to learn the rules of the game, we pull tricks from 8pm-8am Monday thru Saturday and on Sunday we pull tricks at morning Mass.  God, everyone knows that, even Jesus. 


These were just thoughts that have been buried inside of me for a little bit and I thought I would share with everyone.