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blue_lotus13) wrote2004-02-20 07:43 am
blue_lotus13) wrote2004-02-20 07:43 am
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I was at some sort of party in a mall, hanging out with a bunch of people and drinking gin. I was spending a lot of time with an old friend who was in a band.
(In real life, this guy touched my breast in a bar the last time I saw him- he's not an exbf, just happened to hug me and seem to "accidentally" brush a huge section of my boob, which made me uncomfortable.)
I had just made a film which involved a lot of naked people. Brian (the guy, not to be confused with Brian Lacey, my friend's brother) and I started talking to Cindy Crawford, who was wearing a trench coat. For some reason, Cindy and I stripped, and she was naked and trying to tell me she was embarassed. Then we all got dressed, and I ran into an old bf, and got on my cell phone to phone some guy (I don't know who) to tell him I'd seen Cindy Crawford naked.
(In real life, this guy touched my breast in a bar the last time I saw him- he's not an exbf, just happened to hug me and seem to "accidentally" brush a huge section of my boob, which made me uncomfortable.)
I had just made a film which involved a lot of naked people. Brian (the guy, not to be confused with Brian Lacey, my friend's brother) and I started talking to Cindy Crawford, who was wearing a trench coat. For some reason, Cindy and I stripped, and she was naked and trying to tell me she was embarassed. Then we all got dressed, and I ran into an old bf, and got on my cell phone to phone some guy (I don't know who) to tell him I'd seen Cindy Crawford naked.