Phone sex, sexy text from delivery guy and a good radio interview

A good day I'd say.
Phone sex was with a guy met on POF a few years ago. It was one of those just want to meet someone to ski with things. He was trolling. Looking for a sugar baby. He got me.

Delivery guy fell for a Facebook trick and I texted him. He asked if I was free thursday. I am not.  I told him I missed his sweet taste. He texted back...." I get hard just thinking of my cock going in your pussy."
He has to get back to town early. Has a delivery in town. Probably will see the getto carrs clerk.  Ugh I am jealous.

Christian radio interview. ..I think I nailed it.

Fear and loathing on the campaign trail

I love debating those tea party candidates. 
I can't say gay or refer to vaginas enough.

My god this house is cold

Staying at my friends place. She uses no heat because it is too expensive.  59° in here.  I am thinking of getting her a solar panel and a space heater.

What are friends for anyway?

That went well

My first candidate forum.  I didn't use the f word, bring up my vagina, or refer to that lack of support for increasing the minimum wage is like using others as n word slaves and holding them in abject poverty.
All in all a good time. I got applause and cheers. Also I was told that I could win this thing. ....then what?

Making a decision to move foward

The trees are letting go of their leaves to make way for new growth.  They have lived out their  usefulness.  It is time to reduce and go inward toward pure essence.

If I think clearly about my thing with the delivery guy it is time to move on.  I need more than just a fuck and a lie.

It was good for what it needed to be at the time.

There are no conversations , no texts, we have never spent a night together or shared a meal.
In my mind I make it more than what it is.

If I let it go. ...something bether  will come along.

Wishing something good will take it's place.

It's a lonely and horney night

I had a visit from the truck driver today. Not a visit really I had a delivery.  we chatted for a little while.  I acted as though I didn't miss him.
We usually flirt more . I asked why he was so late I thought he was coming tomorrow. He said he was talking to the other Lodge on her about hunting. And that one of his deliveries was a lodge that was closing for the summer and all of the alcohol had to be removed and loaded onto the truck.

He said that he could stay the night next week. But my schedule wouldn't allow for that. So he asked if I could meet in that hotel. I said that was a great idea. And that if there were any changes you would have to let me know. He said there wouldn't be any changes. It would be the first time that we ever spent the night together.
I sighed. It has been so long for me. He shook his head and said yes for me too except for last week. He went on to say that he was standing in for another driver and the clerk at the liquor store in Anchorage what to do f*** him in the cooler. But he kind of backpedaled on the story and said that he wouldn't have sex with her even though she was very attractive. We've then talked about all the places in the lodge that we had sex. The high tunnel, the kitchen, the banquet room, the list goes on. We talked about what we do and if we should bring toys. He said he might be bring his friend for a threesome. But we both agreed that it would be fine just for us two.
He said he was getting hard but this a long day and he hadn't had a shower this morning but so that he was too dirty. That is never happened before we always fuck.
As he walked behind the bar he said I can't leave without touching you. He held me softly and kiss me. His eyes flashed blue his cheeks pinkened.
"Are you ok" he said. I just feel so dizzy.

If you read his Facebook page you would see a really happy family man with friends who love him. But every conversation that we have Is about some of the women that he has been with. it is almost as if he is a single person.
I can't explain what it is that I feel when I'm around him. Makes no sense in my head. My body trembles I get dizzy my fusion fuzzy. It is though the ground shakes beneath my feet.
The type of insanity I'm sure.
What is the heart of darkness, this place stumbled upon and the weakest depth of my lonely heart.

Fear and loathing on the campaign trail

One of the perks of running in being able to connect with like minded people.  Well to some extent anyway.

I just don't like fiddle fucking around on some issues.  Unfortunately I call a spade a spade.

Like for instance. ....

"As you may know our country was founded on Christian believes by Christian men"

Well no not exactly true. How do you know that young man?

"Because their letters have a blessing at the end"

Well what about the letter Ben Franklin wrote to his friend regarding older women?  I only recall it saying older women are grateful,  discrete,  and all cats are gray in the dark. I sure as hell didn't see " may god bless you and God speed on getting some pussy soon."

Ok so maybe I should not talk to future constituents this way.  But what the hell we need some open honest dialog.

The food and drink has been over the top great.

I won't mention names but a fundraiser brunch with bloody Marys and mimosa!

Also the strategic brunches ....yum catered.

At the last one I spilled the beans on being a former fuck buddy of my opponent.

Wait for it.....

We may have a meet and great at his mom's house.  She hates him.

I think I will love this. Singing in Butterfly

Sorry for not writing

End of the year chores. Campaign duties await...I won my primary! Ending up with 7votes from a district where 30% voted out 12000. With the vote split between 3people. signs are going down on the highway leaving very few of my competitors.  It's looking promising.
Plus one of our US Senator's mom droped in and gave me a hefty check and a congratulations.  She said it I was brave for running and in a district so conservative. 

It's fun to do the interviews with groups wanting to endorse me. I answer all questions with candor.  And yes I throw in an f bomb here and there.

Like "women's vaginas should not be politicized. ...we should fuck who we want when we want"

Just slipped it in so to speak.

"How will I handle the conservative women in Juneau. ..and men.

"When I walk into the room you will be able to hear  scrotal sacks shivering as testicles retreat to their abdomen. "

No, I said something about finding common ground to work toward  bi partisan solutions.

The husband is home for two weeks ....so no sex. Real sex anyway.
I decided to give in to some duty sex. I wanted to puke.

And smell afterward lasts for days. Why doesn't this happen with others. Condoms perhaps.  But je has to be the most stinky fuck I have ever had.
The daily insults don't help my libido.  I decided to say after each ine " there goes my erection"