So many new cocks hanging around here in Daytona...I need to..

So many new cocks hanging around here in Daytona...I need to put some cock lures out and catch a few. I have some badass outfits, but even I am a bit self-conscious about wearing them. Yes, I know, shocker...but I do get a bit overly aware of myself when my cooter is showing all the time. I need to see if I can get past that. I mean, what do I care if someone doesn't like the way I'm dressed? It's my guess that for every person that doesn't approve of my outfit...there is at least one who does...if not two. Why do I want people to notice me? So I can notice them back and then suck their dick. I mean, that's the point. I don't care who you are. If you dress to be noticed, it's because, and no matter how much any ding dong says otherwise, the ultimate goal is to end up with a dick inside you. Or at least get the ball rolling to a dick in your guts. So, I guess I just need to quit worrying about what other people think or say and just wear some cock hardening outfits while out and about. I'm getting pretty cozy with Scott. He's easy. I don't have to work with him. No pressure. I don't want to date anyone. Or at least I don't want to go through the work of dating someone to get to the point of being super comfortable around them. That's why I don't do dating apps. To much fucking work to end up disappointed, empty cunted, and back at the drawing board. I just want to find someone and then next week get introduced to his parents as his girlfriend. Then I want to fuck in his parent's bedroom and take a load of sperm up my shitter and drip it out on the carpet on the way out. I already did that at Scott's parent's house. Connors as well. Bob's sister's apartment was cool. We fucked on her dirty clothes and I drooled her brother's sperm out of my pussy in her jeans. Bob got a bit mad about that, but now he makes jokes about it in front of her. It's kind of an awkward dinner conversation. Why do I do those things? I don't know. I get so caught up in the sex I kind of get outside of myself. People say I can get scary involved when I'm fucking. I don't think so, but then again...I'm having a great time. Anyway...I just need a guy that I can cheat on Scott with. As in, really cheat. Like make out, spend weekends with, go on walks and such, and then fuck each other half to death. I'll visit Scott when I need something done or fixed.