Whimsical Musings of a whore: An unfiltered walk through the Whore's memories; both recent and long past.
Is really just an obsession with my own voice. Narcissism is the name of this A game. Watch out American Idol, here I come; I'm thinking about launching my own version where people can actually sing (imagine that) called, 'Naked Karaoke'. The brilliant idea came to me as I was finishing up last night. The John and I'd gotten really worked up and sweaty and he asked if I'd like to take a rinse. Since he wasn't trying to turn it into 'Shower Sex' (which we all know I HATE!), I said sure. Funny thing about me; the second I step into a shower I start singing (unless I'm choking on a dick... damn shower sex). As I was finishing 'Over the Rainbow' (Pattie's version, not Judy's; I'm not THAT gay.) I heard the John applauding. He was gushing over how good I was and all I could say was, 'You were expecting less?' Yes, I know; I'm very humble. Well the John thinks I should leave whoring behind and turn to singing full time; he even offered to help me get a record deal (he knows a couple of people.) I don't know if music is the wayto go for me, but it certainly can't hurt especially if my 'Naked Idol' idea takes off. I think I'll get a webcam and start broadcasting... can you imagine? Me singing 'Hit Me Baby one More Time', Naked AND in the shower? I just hope no one steals the idea before I get a chance to put it into action.-The Tart
