She’s Baaaack…

No one is telling me anything, but I’m sure Attitude is back. She’s probably hiding, plotting more mischief to make my life miserable.

I should have known. New hot and smart chick like Meg walks up to me in a bar, flirts with me, ends up in my bed in record time, has a high sex drive  and can’t get her hands off of me… You’d think I would have picked up on the fact that this MUST be some trick from Attitude, right? Well, I never pretented to be the smartest cookie in the jar. Continue reading “She’s Baaaack…”

Something Right, Something Wrong

I’ve been doing fine. I mean, REALLY fine. Since the faeweave thong incident, Meg and I have been spending a LOT of time together. We’re really into each other. Literally and figuratively. Every time she comes over, she simply grabs hold of me, throws me down on the couch or on the floor (whichever is nearest), and has her way with me.

I like her having her way with me. That’s really pretty acceptable. 🙂

On the other side, I’m increasingly worried that “Attitude” hasn’t returned — it’s now been 2+ weeks. My guess is that she IS back, but she’s hiding and up to no good. This must be the calm before the storm.

If anyone knows anything, please tell me.

Jaycee

Tricks on Sister Mandy

Well. I’ve gone for simplicity. Since no one cared, I decided neither should I, and I cursed Mandy with ALL three things I talked about, instead of just one.

So now, she’ll climax every time she hears the word “Amen;” her breasts will feel “attracted” to other women’s breasts in the vicinity (and the bigger they are, the harder it will pull), and she’s going to pass on a contagious kiss that will skip from woman to woman each day.

This should be a FUN convent pretty soon.

“Attitude”

If You Can Read This…

…then you are not Jaycee. I’ve glam’d up my messages here so they are invisible to him. I don’t want him to know I’m back.

So, as you can see, I AM back. This was FaerieCon CLXII. This year, it was set in Venice, cerca 1133. We had the most amazing time. People there and then were most libidinous, so it was rather a challenge to embarass them. Attendance was up — around sixty-five showed up. Continue reading “If You Can Read This…”

Miss Reiss and the Cursed Handshake

Monday was Ms Reiss’s first official day as my boss. My initial reaction was to stay away from her as much as I could, and all day I did my best to keep her at bay. She asked to meet me in the afternoon so we’d have a chance to get to know each other. I stayed on the other side of her desk, and when I shook her hand, it was with my arm outstretched, my left side as far away from her as I could make it. Honestly, I can’t remember much of what she said. I think she wanted to make sure I was “on board with the change,” and she exposed me to her strategy to bring our department into the new age of modern communications. She didn’t come out and say it, but she seems to believe Craig had a very old-school approach to web-based media. I don’t entirely disagree with her, to be fair, but I still feel like I owe Craig — especially after that last crotch-grabbing incident. Continue reading “Miss Reiss and the Cursed Handshake”

Hello?

Hi,

I am Jaycee’s faerie “friend.” I have decided I would try this online thing.

It looks like there are a lot of eyes on me, right now. Good. I see you too.

Maybe we’ll meet in person soon. In the meantime, what do you think I should do to Jaycee next?

Ciao!

“Attitude”

(You didn’t think I was going to sign with my real name, were you?)

A “Deflective” Curse

Well. It looks like I made a big mistake yesterday. Justin’s curse didn’t affect him the way it was planned. More on that in a second.

You may recall the barbecue party incident from last week, and the resulting chaos that followed. Jennifer finally called me back to let me know she was all right (“I’m back to normal,” she said). She was very apologetic for her behavior at the party and couldn’t quite figure out what came over her (or why she got suddenly so “bloated in the chest,” as she put it). I never told her about the faerie, but after what she went through, I felt  it was time to ‘fess up. So I suggested we hook up for brunch on Saturday morning, at a cool breakfast restaurant near her place. It’s a place where we’ve gone several times in the past, and we kind of have our favorite table, which the waitress always gives us when we come in. Continue reading “A “Deflective” Curse”