She probably wasn’t going to eat it anyway. “Why don’t we just go upstairs and fuck?”
If it wasn’t calculated, then it’s offensive – like, you were referred to, when referred to at all, as Expensive Sushi Dinner woman, from the porn video. It wasn’t even a full length, just a simple clip. A metaphor. That’s how I symbolized you and your cherished mind-raping venture, when given a few minutes to think, when triggered by random stimuli from my place of work. That’s how I think of you, it’s what comes to mind. It’s my doing, too, I conflated you, after communication had lapsed for a few years, barring that misguided response where I talked about childhood chestnut fights. Neurons that fire together wire together, your reality gave Expensive Sushi Dinner woman an extra thrill as she sucked dick. Reality enhances, and collapses to a circuit in the brain, ready for use later, should I choose it. I don’t abuse Expensive Sushi Dinner woman, she’s not that good, but I love her slutty black hairdo, goes well with my jizz.
If it wasn’t calculated, then it’s offensive.
If it was calculated it’s just pathetic. All that work. For what?
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