Pit Sniffer Loser

Well, one of you losers has to be first in My blog, so the lucky loser is Pit Sniffer! LOL...that's right, as the name implies, he loves sniffing My armpits! I refer to him as PSL (Pit Sniffing Loser). PSL called Me last night after not hearing from him in awhile. Not that he hasn't tried, but I've become so popular that it's difficult for him to catch Me. Plus he KNOWS how insignificant he is, therefore he waits patiently like a good loserboy.

PSL and I go way back. I remember him calling Me thru Niteflirt when I had My calls forwarded to My cell phone and I was on My way in the store to go to the ATM machine to get money out. As the money was spitting out, I was telling him what a loser he was...lol. Then he stayed on the phone while I drove to the auto shop where My boyfriend was waiting for Me to pick him up. My boyfriend saw I was on My cell and I told him I had a loser on the phone and He said "good, someone has to pay for our car to be fixed!"

Then there was the time at the gym, again My PSL called and I gave the phone to My girlfriend who was next to Me on the treadmill and he admitted to Her what a loser he was...lol. PSL loves to stare at girl's sweaty armpits at the gym and he like to sniff their sweaty, worn t-shirts.

Last night I had him jerk-off in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, saying "I am Goddess Amber's pit sniffing loser!" over and over til he squirted....EW!...LMAO.

God, I love being ME!