Notes

Scotch, Neat: * * * *
Nothing makes a gal feel sexier than a single malt scotch. It’s an acquired taste. Acquire it, for the sake of your puss.

Scotch, Neat: * * * *

Nothing makes a gal feel sexier than a single malt scotch. It’s an acquired taste. Acquire it, for the sake of your puss.

Notes

The Word “Penis”: x x x x

Let’s be very clear here. The only place a “penis” goes is to the doctor. Bedrooms are for “cocks” and “dicks” only.

Total P*ssy Buzz Kill.

Notes

Whipping Out Your Company Checkbook During Breakfast: * * *

A friend of mine text me this morning. She slept at a guy’s house last night. He owns a company. After he made her breakfast (a two-star p*ssy buzz move alone), he pulled out some work to do, which included his big company check book, and began writing out a few checks before leaving for the office. 

Don’t think it went unnoticed, my friend. A reported triple-star p*ssy buzz that lingered the rest of the day…

Well played. 

Notes

Fancy Lingerie: * * *
Okay, we’ll start with an obvious one here. A little lingerie gift certificate works threefold:
a) A sexy date to the lingerie shop is ahead, where they serve you champagne and let you try on different options for your man. Ooh la la.
b) It makes a lady want to work out and stay svelt to look good for her man in said lingerie (more subtle than verbal observation of more “junk in the trunk”)
c) Just looking through the catalogue together is subtle found porn to fuel a nice p-buzz on the spot.  Can’t go wrong. Don’t forget the obvious.

Fancy Lingerie: * * *

Okay, we’ll start with an obvious one here. A little lingerie gift certificate works threefold:

a) A sexy date to the lingerie shop is ahead, where they serve you champagne and let you try on different options for your man. Ooh la la.

b) It makes a lady want to work out and stay svelt to look good for her man in said lingerie (more subtle than verbal observation of more “junk in the trunk”)

c) Just looking through the catalogue together is subtle found porn to fuel a nice p-buzz on the spot. Can’t go wrong. Don’t forget the obvious.

Notes

so here’s how this is going to work…

P*ssy Buzz and P*ssy Buzz Kills are everywhere. Throughout my day, I’m thrilled or killed. It could be a song, it could be a glance, a story, an experience, something annoying that someone does… 

So I’m going to start to take note. And I’m going to rate them:

P*ssy Buzz = * * * *

P*ssy Buzz Kill = x x x x

It can be a rip-roaring four star puss fueler (* * * *), or perhaps just a two star daily twinkle (* *). Or, on the contrary, it could be a complete four-x p*ssy buzz kill murder (x x x x) or maybe just a one-x p*ssy buzz kill thorn in my side (x)

It’s about time people knew what they were doing to my puss. 

Notes

the battle.

My p*ssy is one finicky little bitch. If she’s in a great mood, life is great. If she’s not feelin’ it, neither am I. I know we think with our minds, but my mind won’t do a damn thing without consulting my p*ssy first.

With that said, I live for a good p*ssy buzz… that thrilling, giddy twinkle that keeps butterflies in your stomach and cheeks flushed with anticipation. That pep in your step, sparkle in your eye, that giggle, that tension, that blush… 

My mood is directly related to my p*ssy buzz. 

Now you may think this is not the topic for a lady to discuss, but I beg to differ. A lady knows to be coy on the street and a seductress in the bedroom. And a lady knows a good p*ssy buzz can be her best asset, and can get her anything her little heart desires. 

So that’s the challenge, to keep that little lady happy. And she is one high maintenance little puss. Everything is black and white for her… either fuel for a p*ssy buzz, or an abrupt p*ssy buzz kill - like the record coming to a screeching hault. It’s one or the other. Up or down. Buzz or buzz kill. 

So herein lies my constant battle: Shield the p*ssy buzz kill, chase the p*ssy buzz.

This is my quest for that thrilling twinkle… feel free to join. 

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