break-in.

I had an amazing date last night with the butch top... This was the first time I actually spent the night and slept in after she went to work. This is wha I found when I came to my car this morning.





Well, they picked the lock, so didn't break the window, thank god. And, notice, my cd player is still there, but the face is gone.
They went to all that trouble to get to my cd player and didn't even get it out. ALSO, who the fuck steals a cd player anymore? And out of my shitty shitty car in a neighborhood with nicer cars. Weird. But it's okay, it could have been a lot worse. It's gonna hurt to pay for that. Ugh. Oh well.

sugar mommas.

Okay, I just have to say, twice since yesterday, the butch top has said things that made me think she was about to make offers along the lines of paying for huge things.
Like, she wants to take care of what happened to my car. That, I would possibly let her do. POSSIBLY. but probably not.
The other thing was much bigger.
We were talking about christmas and me not going home for it, and then later I'm pretty sure she was about to offer to buy me a plane ticket home. !!??!! I averted the conversation quickly because I don't know what I could have said, but I don't know where else her particular line of questioning could have come from.
Weird.