undressingHER – LUST. LOVE. LIFE.

I’m not even sure who “she” is, but at this point it could have been maybe one out of six women. I’m thinking “The Teacher,” but it could have been L’s husband for all I know. Here’s what facebook told me I did wrong…

• Sending friend requests to people you don’t know
• Regularly contacting strangers through unsolicited Inbox messages
• Soliciting others for dating or business purposes

Well…of course I send friend request to people I didn’t know. I never contacted girls through inbox messages that I didn’t contact me first. And soliciting dates? lmao. Well, it did say OR business…in which neither did I do. I never sent spam to anyone saying “hey, go to my website” or anything like it. Ah well, it’s just a website…or is it? 8 months ago I barely went to facebook once a week. Two weeks ago I went on facebook more than twice a day. My real life became very close to this facebook profile, so I’m kind of happy a reality check was given.

Either way, here’s the link to my new facebook: http://facebook.com/theundresser

My old facebook was 1,500 friends strong, but ah well, life goes on. I’ll miss my Mafia Wars level.

Feds + Barbie + Me = YES.

I didn’t go over Barbie’s house with the intention of having any type of sexual interaction. That changed when she came outside in her bathing suit, which covered about 2.3% of her body. Her breasts were OBVIOUSLY too big for that top, but she swore it wasn’t. Her hair in it’s natural state, was curly and frizzy. No fake lashes, make up, etc… I like her like this, but she doesn’t. We got on the subject of other girls and somehow Feds popped into my head. We’d been exchanging text and facebook messages for the past week or so, trying to hook up again, but it never happened…

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Perhaps I was too caught up in the way she kissed my erections. The way she kept it full of saliva like we were starring in porn specializing in oral sex. Perhaps my mind was still amazed by the curves she was so beautifully blessed with or the way she sexually excited my mind in anticipation of being inside of her body tunnel. The positions all over the bed, from bouncing to grinding. Slow and passionate; rough and hard.

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uh NOTE: Bumble Bee is my current main, but by no means are we committed to one another. She is a blogger, as in she has her own website(s), so I asked her to write something from her perspective. It was originally over 2,800 words so I had to cut it down, but if you’d like to read the full unedited thing, I included a link to it below the entry.

I swear fantasizing about this man is ridiculous. Throughout various moments of my day, I think about if and when I get to see him. Of course he tells me I get more of his time then any others right now, but that’s not totally soothing, yet I’ve learned to accept it because even after I realized the FULL truth about him…I’m still here. I don’t care about the other chicks because there’s no competition to me. Not to say they don’t have any worth, but I refuse to fight for something that also fights back with me on how much of his heart he’s ready to let me access.

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I was on WSHH and I saw a link to an article on MTO and I came across this dude, who appears to be a pimp/tattoo artist named Divine The Great, who managed to get a group of hoodrats women, to tattoo his moniker on various parts of their bodies. Dude has 5 kids, a girl, and obviously some workers. What the f**k do I need to do to get some rats to tattoo “theUNDRESSER” right in that tramp stamp spot? Ladies, if your man’s name (or nickname) was tattooed on more than 5 women’s bodies in your town, would you be disgusted?

Click below to see all of the pics, lol

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I’ve been going to the riverfront for 6 years now, ever since I first moved near Wayne State University. I’ve been down there with almost every woman I’ve ever actually liked and it’s one of the best free places where a man can take a woman to get some good conversation and laughs. After Kwame and Co. decided to publicize the “River Days” event, the river front has become the “Nigga Front”. From rats in packs to large groups of niggas and nigglets in white t-shirts smoking weed, the entire dynamic has changed. It used to just be couples, white folks, and old folks….YOU CAN’T GO WRONG WITH THAT COMBINATION. Niggas….bring police and you can go VERY WRONG WITH THAT COMBINATION.

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In a world full of misleading camera angles and photoshop, it’s nice to know that going outside and actually meeting people face to face is a pretty safe way to know that you’re getting what you see…sometimes. In the real world, weave, make up, body shapers, and only God knows what else are tools some women use to present the package as better than it really is. Unfortunately for me, none of these minor issues where what I was about to fall victim to. It was something much worse; something so sinister it should be banned in America (well atleast Michigan); something that I just can’t deal with…

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