May
21
2014
Its late and I’m way past curfew at my dorm I call you, my little friend, into my room to make sure no one hasn’t realized I’ve come home so late. I went on an amazing date tonight with Tommy and I can’t help but gush about it all–how the waiter let us order wine and how we went back to his parent’s basement for some fun. I’ll need help getting ot of my date clothes, my thigh high stockings and garter, and into my pajamas that you’ve laid out for me. Oh by the way, I had to pay for the whole date! Now I’m gonna need that money back…
