While He’s On Vacations

Hi,

I’m Mandy. Jaycee is gone on vacations. He asked me to blog here on his behalf. So here I am.

Many here probably know me from some of his earlier comments about me. I’m not going to try and defend what I did in the past here. I’ve begun posting excerpts from my diary of long ago, so if you’re interested in how we met and how we broke up, you’ll (eventually) find out all the sordid details in there.

For now, I’m going to talk about the present. As you know, Jaycee is pretty miserable and broken up about what happened with Lana. He’s gone out of town for the Holidays and I’ve promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. So whoever is messing with him, don’t read this blog expecting any details. Leave him alone!

Or we’ll have some nasty business, you and me.

On the home front, I now have a new roomie: Brooke. I felt it’d be too risky for her to stay in Jaycee’s apartment, and since I have experience with what she’s going through, I thought I’d be the best person to help her out with her situation. She’s still convinced she’s a man half the time, but she’s dealing with it better now. That took a LOT of work, though. Getting her to walk in high heels, or having her body language switch to something more feminine took a few weeks. And even then, she’s coming off as pretty butch, for someone so hot.

We’ve gone out shopping and bar hopping a few times, but that’s proven to be a bad idea. (Well, the shopping, not so much, but the bars — yeesh!) When she’s around and all dressed up, it’s like she’s a man-magnet, and I’m completely invisible. She’s all friendly and guy-ish and buddy-buddy with them. She’s loud, she drinks like a fish, talks about sports and politics and cars, and she even punches them roughly in the arm, like guys always do to express affection between each other. And of course, they TOTALLY fall in love with her. “Man, it’s like you’re a guy in there,” they say to her boobs. (Yeah, you read that right — not a SINGLE one of them has made it up to her amazing face and spectacular eyes. Seriously, guys, shame on you!)

And then, the making out happens, and she kind of freaks out. Because they’ve really brought the guy out in her, so she’s really NOT expecting that. To her, it’s like she’s a man kissing another man. But also, Attitude’s curses kick in, and her body responds with crazy lust for the guy. I know what it’s like — I was under that curse, not so long ago. It doesn’t take much. Anyone just flirting with me would get me all gooey and I’d feel that pit in the middle of my stomach. I’d just WANT that guy so badly…

I have to give it to Brooke, she’s much better at resisting this than I was. She hasn’t slept with ANY guy yet. Probably because she feels like guy and can’t quite bring herself to do it just yet. But in case you’re wondering, it’s not because she’s a virgin that she hasn’t had orgasms, no siree! She’s got that covered all by herself. Several times a night, and loudly, I might add. She’s explored every inch of her own body, I can guarantee it.

Well, I’ve rambled on enough. I’ll tell you a bit more about my adventures with Brooke another time.

Merry Christmas to you all!

Mandy