Leigh was in need of slumber-jammies and helped herself from a pile of my clothes that had just come back from the laundry. What shirt did she pick? The nipple shirt! (But apparently, the pink highlighter colored-in nipples had washed out in the laundry. Booo!).
Sketchy Russian Girl came over to get a better view and somehow her top got pulled down in the commotion (exposing her nips!). Needless to say, Jake quickly realized that he wasn't going to be able to forcibly make Grant hook up with him and he and the Russian girl (or maybe she was Czech?) left. (They actually left to go back to Jake's place - my old place on Bowery - where she would make Jake shave off ALL of his body hair with a razor before she'd sleep with him. Oh, and while they were fucking, she wanted to be burned with cigarettes. Hahahahah).
An otherwise dissapointing evening took a serious turn towards fun with a capital "F" when a slap-happy Kim Wilson put my digi-cam up her shirt (while hysterically cackling) and started snapping pics of her boobies.
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