December 5
Number of cigarettes: 4, but all very delicious
Number of times Xu has pounded on wall with fist: a dozen or so
Currently wishing that Xu would cease her frenzied housekeeping. Our Pandemona Plus Vacuum (and its various attachments and hoses, which have seen little use since Irvine borrowed it to demonstrate what was surely a fairly complex fellatio technique to Selphie) has been roaring for the better part of three hours as Xu has been vacuuming with enough force to suck the dirt from carpets three floors below our own.
Am thoroughly exhausted, bruised, and totally unable to walk. Am incapable of lifting head from pillow, much less lifting my battered body to open bedroom door and plead for relative silence from furious roomie. In spite of cramp in left hamstring and bleeding scratches on hips, am very pleased by these developments, as Seifer has proven to possess loins of the one of the more athletic gods and the stamina of the most devoted self-flagellating worshippers. Am very pleased that yoga-and-latte Thursdays with Selphie have become regular dates of late, as needed every bit of flexibility my tendons could muster to satisfy enormous carnal appetite of former student and recently released prisoner.
Am curious to see what said former student will say when he awakens, as one of his arms is still bound to bedpost by my favorite pink bra and my favorite whip is coiled about his rather impressive shoulders. Am also curious to see what he says when he discovers that I have written 'Teacher's Pet' across his abdominal muscles in a suitably whorish shade of red lipstick. Am pleased with this new moniker, as I am well aware that Seifer likes to pretend that he doesn't enjoy the fact that he is very much a submissive creature. After all, why else would he instantly accept a position as an administrative assistant at Ultimecia Industries after his release if he didn't enjoy a bit of shame? The manner in which their CEO treats her subordinates has been the subject of various scandalous articles in a wide variety of publications. Am fairly certain that her commanding image has been used as inspiration in at least two surprisingly impressive pornographic movies, as I think the appearance of the leggy female protagonist in CEO My God! and CEO My God! part 2 was based on her cover in the June issue of Gil in Galbadia.
Must remember to go shopping for heels worn by successful executive in said financial journal, as am convinced that black pumps like that will compliment the red laces in corset Xu purchased for me as early holiday gift. As sleep is now paramount to my well-being and recovery, must somehow convince Xu to be quiet for at least a couple of hours. Neither Seifer nor myself have screamed once in the past half hour, so it is no longer necessary for her to pretend to care about the condition of our living room floor.
And as I have to get up early in th~...~...s.....
So let's see what Trepe is writing in her cute little diary. Coffee, Xu, work, makeup...Hell, Trepe. At least write something fucking interesting, like how I had you bent over the couch when Xu got home from work and how she ran to the kitchen to get a knife to...
As have now reclaimed my pen and secured Seifer's free hand to remaining bedpost with his sock, shall conclude this entry and punish him for his cheeky behavior. Believe I will invite Xu to said punishment party, as I have not yet bought her a holiday gift and I do want to show appreciation for years of friendship. Am unsure if it will please her more to see red ribbon tied around Seifer's lapdog or a pink one in my hair, as I think both would make her smile.
