What ever happened to Khaleesifan77?

I've had a bad summer. Kind of. In some ways it's been enlightening, but mostly it's just been degrading and I never thought I'd find myself in this situation... I fell in with a bad crowd, started partying and going to clubs every night, developed an addiction to so many drugs I can't even name them, though I tend to like the good stuff so ill just leave it to your imagination to figure out what kind of candy gets Kelly C. going these days...

Along with the drug addiction I have also become a huge slut, which pretty much goes with the territory! I have degraded and shamed myself so many times just to get high. My parents raised me right, to be a strong independent woman who can take care of herself, yet this is not the situation I find myself in at this time, desperate and alone, blowing guys and letting them otherwise degrade me with obscene and inappropriate sex acts, some of which I do like so don't get me wrong, but I can't but help to feel my parents would be so ashamed. To say nothing of my grandfather who served his country and you fighting Hitler in WWII...

I woke up this morning a crusty mess, unsure where I was or how I got there. Disentangling myself from the pile of guys who had passed out on top and around me, I gathered what clothes of mine I could find and tried to make my way home, only to find I was 15 miles from home, no phone (guess I lost it with my panties), no money for a ride, nothing but the dull ache between my loins reminding me I could possibly be pregnant with an interacial baby. My parents are going to disown me if that happens. A cab pulled up next to me on the curb, the window rolled own, and a weird foreign guy leered at me. Do you need a ride little girl? he asked. I explained I had no money and he told me to get in the front and I could take care of him while he took care of getting me home... obviously I obliged because this is truly my life now and at the end of the day what is one extra load really when I've already taken so many? It's a cakewalk!

That's my story. How the mighty have fallen. I guess there's some cautionary tale in there somewhere, but I'm so far beyond that at this point there's no looking back for me, I am now become what I always hated. I'm okay with it, some of the sex stuff is really fun and I don't have to tell you about the drugs. More, please!

- with love, Kelly C.

Here's a shot of my boobs everyone in Pittsburgh has seen them practically might as well show them here now, hope you like them, I grew them myself!

And what about my ass? If you want a good time and can bring a party, contact me!