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Azure 01

Step 1, hey there, I’m Azure, with the “e” being silent, which I think it is anyways and obviously my base color is blue and maybe I’ve used a blue rave hair piece before for a couple of selfies, but that’s not my normal. It is my normal to constantly hook my hair behind my ears a lot because it won’t stay hooked behind my ears, but that’s because I have to keep my head on a swivel from unwanted advances sometimes and that makes my hair flip off from behind my ears a lot. And I think some people like how I’m constantly flipping it back behind my ears and I’m okay with that. And “some people” is not a lot of people, but I’m starting to make my mark in life and I pounded a wooden stake in the ground to mark my place in life too! And then I pounded another wooden stake in the ground to mark my spot because the first wooden skate was actually in my neighbor’s yard.

Step 2, I have a lot of time on my hands Sunday through Thursday, so what? And I recently had the custom built 1970’s brown laminated particle board cabinet and countertop unit that separated my kitchen/ dining room from my living room ripped out and replaced with a vintage garage door, complete with windows, thank you very much, so what? And I painted the vintage garage door an amazing shade of royal blue and it accents my first frost blue living room furniture and Rob Roberts’ family business did a great job with the remodel project. And I knew Rob Roberts from school and no matter what else, I hired Rob Roberts because he came highly recommended to me as a remodeling guy because of his dedication to his body, I mean, because of his dedication to his work.

And then the city sent out their surveying team and they properly located my wooden skate to mark my spot in life because I still had the location all wrong. And then I figured out that my neighbor just liked to watch me pound a skate in the ground with a hammer.

Step 3, I’m rebuilding my friends list and there are openings if you’re interested because my science nerd friends have fallen down the list to slots five and six and my Tranny friend, Gem Jaye is falling fast. And Gem Jaye is not my community safety net friend, although Gem Jaye makes that self-proclaimed skate in the ground claim and since our occasional conversations during the week are that spirited, to say the least, Gem Jaye is still on my list (but falling fast). And it’s not like you’re coming over some evening to question me about my list of friends anyways. Which we could do while sitting on my first frost blue couch with a royal blue vintage garage door at our backs and maybe I have a tendency to flick my hair back behind my ears even more often while being questioned about some of my judgements. Maybe, stop by and we’ll find out.

And then I painted my ‘mark in life’ yellow wooden skate cerulean blue because that’s close to my color.

Step 4, just to say it, I mean, I’m sorry, but the silvery-grey translucence wine coolers are just way too sour for me and they make my entire face pucker up and not in the good way. But if and when you stop by to verify [hooks hair behind the ears] that the vintage garage door separator wall is sturdy enough, I mean, my neighbor lady introduced me to blueberry mint flavored wine coolers and they are a perfect shade of transparent blue and not sour at all. And sometimes my face and lips can pucker up the other way, so what?

Step 5 (giggles), my safety net, Gem Jaye is annoying sometimes and Gem Jaye loves having boyfriends and sex, which I have to hear all about, but I’m getting a little bit of break from all that for a few weeks because a boyfriend can have his way with Gem Jaye, that’s for sure, but only one at a time. And because Gem Jaye never lost a mean right hook (giggles), a couple of guys both got cross hooked and then, Gem Jaye was sentenced to six weekends in the hoosegow and there are four more weekends of peace and quiet, I mean, four more lock up weekends to go.

Step 6, um, the selfies that I post with Gem Jaye, um, yeah, that’s my body. And if I nailed the Tomgirl look, then you can say that, even though I know that I still have a little work to do [flips hair over ears].

Step 7, I mean, I need a new friend! Which I don’t actually mean since the conversations that I have with Gem Jaye are so spirited and funny. They are super weird conversations, but Gem Jaye was there for me while I rested up at home after a little facial surgery recently, so, I’m paying the price for that!

But as a true friend, I drive Gem Jaye to the weekend orange jumpsuit lock up and not, LOL, just to make sure Gem Jaye reports for the weekend, so that I can get some peace and quiet, for Pete’s sakes!

[Vroom, vroom, vroom up the Strip towards the county lock up house, vroom]

“Well, Azure, if you’re not going to answer honestly, then there’s no point in us playing the driving challenge questions game, so, I ask you again, did your old science geek friends ever ask you to shave your legs in front of them and did you do that and when did you do that, hmm? And that’s all just one question, so?”

Well, istanbul rus escort I already said that Gem Jaye started plenty of spirited conversations, so, yeah, I need a new safety net friend, quick!

“Well, Gem Jaye, there is no such thing as a driving challenge question game and I only said that I’m willing to risk getting a speeding ticket to bring this ridiculous game to an end and that this stupid game needs an upper limit on the depth of the driving challenge questions, but yes, the geeks had asked that of me before, but they blew it by being very specific with what they were going to do back to me with their hand whipped legs shaving cream, which absolutely required me standing in a shower, but I turned them down anyways because…”

“Because I wish I had your legs so that someone would ask that of me because I would gladly shave my legs in front of a boyfriend and I would do it slowly or however my boyfriend wanted it, Azure, but now, the same base question, but with a twist, what if Rob Roberts asked that of you instead of the science geeks, hmm, Azure?”

[Vroom, speeding it up a little bit, vroom]

“Oh, that’s different, Gem Jaye because the science geeks were just my guys and if Rob Roberts asked something like that of me, that would be different, different, different, plus one like more different because…”

“Because you were his personal Boi flirt back in school and Rob Roberts was your wide shoulders crush back in school and that’s why you hired Rob Roberts’ family business for your weird indoors garage door remodeling project, mm-hmm, because, mm-hmm, it was the safest way for you to be possibly alone with Rob Roberts, mm-hmm, so, the question is then, Azure, would you or would you not take care of Rob Roberts’ sexual needs, with a juicy blow job, like right there, smack dab in the middle of a mixer, hmm, Azure?”

[Vroom, runs a yellow light because this conversation needs to end]

“Smack dab in the middle of a mixer, Gem Jaye????”

“Yeah, Azure, like they do in college frat parties, right there in the middle of a dorm mixer, so? Like how a few people peek, point and gawk, but nobody really cares, so?”

I really don’t think they do that, right people? I mean, right there in the middle???? Frat party or not, that sounds a little extreme, right? And Gem Jaye is down a couple more rungs on the friend’s ladder, just in case you’re looking for a new friend. To watch a movie with while our backs are to an indoors vintage garage door.

And by the way, there was no Boi flirting from Rob Roberts’ side or any wide shoulders crushing from my side going on back in school, the end.

“Well, could I change my appearance completely, Gem Jaye, hmm?”

“Sure Azure, and speaking of that, which is exactly the same as slightly changing the subject, if you were on your knees for Rob Roberts in the middle of a party and then you looked up and saw that you made a mistake in the dark because it was actually Rob Robertson that you were sucking off, would you stop and ruin the moment or keep going at it and continue to pleasure Rob Robertson’s dick and balls as his surprise party girly boyfriend, hmm?”

Um, didn’t I just mention how this question game needed an upper limit, folks, hmm? And that I have extra openings on my list of friends?

[Screech, makes a hard left, vroom, roar, vroom]

“For first of all, Gem Jaye, I mean, Rob Robertson would ruin the moment when he realized who his frat party missy boyfriend was because he would head punch me because I am not Rob Robertson’s type and for second of all, even in the dark, I would definitely know the difference between Rob Roberts and Rob Robertson because…”

“Because you’ve been in the dark before with Rob Roberts, got it, Azure and you know his body scent and shape, so, do I or do I not have your full and absolute approval to drop a few hints to Rob Roberts that he might be successful in asking you to shave your shapely little legs in front of him while just in cerulean blue undies and while standing in the shower with your perfect little leg propped up on the edge of the bathtub, hmm?”

[Vroom roar, technically runs a red traffic light]

“OMFG, you do not have any such approval for that, none at all, Gem Jaye because…”

“Because you want to save that for when the relationship gets stale and needs a little spicing up, got it, Azure.”

“Gem Jaye, are we through with this stupid question game now because…”

“Because your widening eyes tell the whole story and you’re already envisioning your leg propping stance in your head, Azure. Also, Rob Roberts has a couple of nice friends that I wouldn’t get mad over being introduced too, during the week, of course, so?”

First of all, folks, Rob Roberts is way above jerking off on a Boi who provides him with a leg shaving show and he actually deserves much better than that. Unless he has a kinky streak that I don’t know about yet and if he asks something like that of me, which he will not, because Rob Roberts is above that. izmir escort Right?

[Squeals sideways into the hoosegow lock up jail drop off parking lot area]

“Last question, Azure, before I go inside of the county lock up and change into my weekend orange jumpsuit evening wear. Because I don’t have the body that some guys like about your body, will you or will you not shave your legs in the babbling brook behind your cabin next weekend during the resort weekend, strictly for the viewing pleasure of the guys, hmm? And it just pisses me off that I’ll be holed up in the hoosegow again next weekend while you’re teasing the guys while shaving your legs in the babbling brook while in great outdoors down at the resort, so.”

[Hits the unlock doors button]

“OMFG, Gem Jaye, for one, that would be water pollution, so, no and for two, the babbling brook area might be a watering hole for the bears and coyotes, so, no again because I would be little more than an appetizer for a bear or a coyote, so, no, no, no, and for three, I might be more afraid of certain guys wandering towards the babbling brook where I was shaving my legs because…”

“Because sometimes, certain guys like to howl like a coyote and growl like a bear while they lose a nut in the great outdoors, got it, Azure and by the way, guys go absolutely crazy with all that howling and all that growling when you relieve them of both nuts with one perfectly pleasuring blow job. In the great outdoors with a perfectly babbling brook as the backdrop! Down at the resort!”

Did I mention that Tranny Gem Jaye is losing ground on my list friends? And by the way, folks, leg hair wasn’t included in my DNA package, so, I only shave my legs as a formality. And for a little clean up, but, OMFG, never in a babbling brook.

“Which, by everything you just said, Gem Jaye, is why people don’t have sex in or around the resort grounds because all that howling and growling might draw in more wild animals, not to mention, all that howling and growling sex would let everyone else in the resort area know what was going on because…”

“Because you’re only going down to the Split Tree Resort next weekend in the hopes of being noticed as a hot Tomgirl Boi because you know Rob Roberts won’t be there, but you need the practice and what better place to practice Tomgirl sex other than in the privacy of a cabin, right, Azure? And nobody even needs to know because after you give it up and I mean, give up your doable booty, then everything else will be babbling brook water under the bridge and then later, Rob Roberts will be delighted with your experience, so?”

OMG, people, my list of friends and safety nets has multiple openings! And Gem Jaye is on my other list.

“Well, Azure, all I’m saying is that’s why smash face down sex into a pillow is so popular because you can squeal all that you want to without fear of letting everyone else at the resort know that you finally broke down and decided to give it up, so, where was I with this questions game because…”

[Reaches across and opens the passenger door as a hint that it’s time to exit]

“Because, OMG, Gem Jaye, you were just getting out of my truck, which automatically brings this silly question game to a quick and abrupt end because it’s more like Sex Ed class than a game! But it’s my turn now because my one and only question back to you is ae you able to belt your (giggles) weekend orange jumpsuit to highlight and accent your phat ass because…”

“Because, OMFG, Azure, at least guard Jarrod brings me an extra pudding cup because…”

“Because guard Jarrod is smart enough to know that by locating you to the end cell block, that the bars in the lock up cell make for a perfect steel bar glory hole because…”

“Because, OMFG, Azure, this game is over!”

LOL, see, folks? That game was rigged from the start. Or for short, how I was finally able to get in the last word with the spirited Gem Jaye because…

“[Slams truck door closed!] Because at least guard Jarrod has to come back for more because I’m under his guard and because Rob Roberts will dump you, Azure, if you’re just going to be a Tomgirl Boi tease because men need their sex, the end and pick me up Monday morning, goodbye! And thanks for the ride.”

LOL, I never get the last word in when it comes to Gem Jaye and Rob Roberts has no interest in dumping a couple of his nuts down my throat! Right? LOL, unless we’re in the middle of a mixer, LOL. (Gulp) but it needs to start out with the normal kissing and groping, um, that’s my dream anyways.

Step 8, if the cool people didn’t want me to worm and weasel my way into the resort weekend, then they shouldn’t post about it as an event on a public domain website such as Chang, the end.

Step 9, after dropping off Gem Jaye with the jailer at the hoosegow for another belted orange jumpsuit weekend, get busy with picking up a few resort weekend supplies. In blue Denim Tomgirl shorts, of course because I promise you, I am working on my look and appearance.

[Walk like you own it, izmir otele gelen escort strut, strut, strut right to the rear gate of the distribution warehouse]

“Excuse me, excuse me, where do you think you’re going because I’m in charge here of the distribution warehouse rear gate and you have to listen to me because…”

“Because I’m here to hair flip a side project out of Rob Robertson for my resort weekend, which has a real purpose and I need a safety helmet, a brand new and unworn safety helmet, even though this is just the distribution warehouse, I want a safety helmet [flips hair behind ears] because Rob Robertson might respond to me with a head punch because I’m not very high up on Rob Robertson’s list of friends, so?”

Huh, the safety helmet wasn’t such an awful shade of yellow.

“[Squeak, squawk] attention, Rob Robertson, Rob Robertson, straight8 dual sports jock, Rob Robertson, please report quietly to the rear gate because you might have forgotten to kiss the prissy missy girly Boi Tomgirl friend goodbye today before reporting to for your shift at the warehouse, so, Rob Robertson, forklift team supervisor, Rob Robertson, please report quietly to the rear gate ASAP because your prissy missy is here to see you in a hard hat, flippy hair behind the ears, short shorts and the perfect shade of black cherry lip gloss, so, Rob Robertson, forklift operator boss, Rob Robertson, please quietly report to the rear gate and perform your lip smacking relationship duties and give me the lunchroom bulletin board trash talk info that I need to promote my sorry ass out of this lonely guard shack [squeak, squawk].”

Well, that basically guaranteed a quick head punch, right folks? And my short Denim shorts were not all that short because I have shorter shorts.

“You don’t need a safety helmet now, prissy missy because…”

“Because I need a safety helmet more than ever now because I’m about to get head punched out, jerk!”

[Do forklift trucks really drive that fast?]

“[Weep, chirp, weep, scurry, weep] Clyde, what the hell is this all about, Clyde because…”

“Because I need a favor, Rob Robertson [flips hair over ears] and I’ll pay back something for it, so?”

“Clyde, close the gate and close the gate now and slam it closed, Clyde, because Tomgirls don’t have dicks because …”

“Because if you hear me out, Rob Robertson, there’s a chance that I’ll be eaten by a bear or by a coyote, Rob Robertson and even more so because I’m hell bent on sitting on the side of the babbling brook after dark and the bears and the coyotes might use the babbling brook as a water source, so?”

[Oh, a change in the attitude for Rob Robertson then, hmm?]

“Open the gate and open it wide, Clyde because my day just got better!”

[OMFG, Rob Robertson actually put his arm around Azure as they walked towards the rear doors!]

“So, tee he, you’re saying there’s a chance that you’ll be devoured by coyotes and bears then, Azure? Tell me everything that you need, baby, I mean, Azure and, and, and, even though I know that the real Tomgirl community will miss teasing you, I mean, I’ve heard recently that leaving raw hamburger meat just outside your cabin rear door is a thing now, especially at night, so, what can I get you from the distribution warehouse, huh, Azure? If we have it and if we have it brand new here in the distribution warehouse, then it will be written off as ‘damaged goods’ and in the back of your truck bed quick!”

Guys, right? Open with how there is a chance that you’ll be devoured by wild animals and all of a sudden, their arm fits perfectly around your shoulders! But, LOL, Rob Roberton did not perform his boyfriend duties and kiss me, LOL. Yet. And I lip smack back, so what?

“Clyde, give Dan Danvers a holla on the loud speaker because…”

“Because perhaps Clyde should give Phil Phillips a holla on the loud speaker squawk box, Rob Robertson and my pay back for that would be my truth is that at the fictious “things go bump in the dark” party that we both attended, I mean, I wouldn’t have ruined the moment half way through when we both noticed that we made a mistake because it always happens that the mistake isn’t noticed until the past the boiling point and I promise you, Rob Robertson, I wouldn’t ruined the moment because…”

[Tightens the grip around Azure’s shoulders because it might be the last chance ever]

“Because I’m not even sure what that means, Azure, but since your days are limited depending on how hungry the bears and coyotes are, I mean, you heard the purdy Boi, Clyde, give Phil Philips a quiet holla on your squawk box!”

Guys, right? Confess that you wouldn’t have ruined the moment and continued to pleasure their man forklift fork, even though you knew it was the wrong person and they still can’t read between the lines!

“[Squeak, squawk] attention, Phil Phillips, Phil Phillips, questionable Phil Phillips, please report to the rear dock doors with your forklift truck and be quiet about it because I’m about to blow up the bulletin board with this crazy stuff! Phil Phillips, Phil Phillips, secondary forklift driver, Phil Phillips, Phil Phillips, squeal your forklift truck tires, Phil Phillips, Phil Phillips because this doesn’t happen every day at the rear gate and I have to see this! And bring a box cutter knife for damaging perfectly good packaging [squeak, squawk].”

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