Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Actions Have Consequences

Hi. I’m blogging from NYC. I’m in my hotel room waiting for ADEX to call. I’m going CRAZY!!!!! Here’s what happened. I came up to the city from Philly last night and went to ADEX’S swanky apartment off Fifth Avenue. I waited across the street all night. Finally, around 7:00 this morning, I hit the jackpot. His wife left with her carry-on luggage. She looked particularly ugly. I went up to the doorman and gave him an envelope. Inside it said, “I know your wife is out of town. Speak with me now or I’ll speak with her later.”

He came downstairs around 8:30. I SAW the doorman give him the envelope. He didn’t react. Nothing. A few hours later he called me and said he would see me tonight. I know this sounds nuts but just hearing his voice again made me feel so much better. I need to see him. He needs to be reminded about what we have. Who we are. And he needs to be reminded that actionshaveconsequences. Once he sees me, he won’t want me to disappear. I know it. But don’t worry, I’ve protected myself. I gave his e-mails to David Shane. I’ll let you know what happens after I see ADEX. I’m jumping out of my skin. I’m so excited!!!!

Oh, and Josie, aka SAMESAME413, I can be more than just angry so you should watch out.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

They Have No Idea What I Could Do

I know it’s been awhile. I’ve been trying not to go online too much. It’s hard. ADEX has turned into a piece of shit liar. I’m not really sure why. I mean, one minute we’re talking about apartments, and the next he cuts me off. All I get are e-mails from his lipstick lesbo assistant. She’s Gestapo. She even sent one from her personal e-mail account:

I guess she forgot to send it from the business account. Too bad for her. You see, if you google her IOL account, it takes you to her blog, and you can learn a whole lot on that blog; like stuff about her boss, her boss’s wife, even me. I’m on there. I hope everyone goes there. I hope she gets fired for being so indiscreet. Bitch.

I called the office this morning. She wouldn’t put him on the phone. I told her that I knew about her e-mail account, and that I found her blog especially interesting. Busted! Then I told her to remind her boss that I know where he lives. I’ve seen his Fifth Avenue wife. He has no idea what I could do. She just hung up on me. They treat me like I’m a nobody who knows no one.

I wonder what they would say if they knew I was friends with David Shane, that investigative reporter for the NY Courier? He’d love to get his hands on these e-mails. And he might. In fact, I think I’m going to go up there this weekend and get in touch with David. Catch up on old times.

Sunday, December 3, 2006

Major Life Decision

HELP! I’m in the middle of major life decisions. I’m going to move to New York!! I haven’t told ADEX yet. I’m going up there this weekend (again). The wife’s out of town, and I might even get to see where he lives. Whoo hooo!!!!!! I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Yikes. This could be it! I mean, I don’t want to get too excited or anything. We’ve got a lot to figure out, but me moving there is the first step. I’m scared and happy and nervous. Maybe that’s what love is?

Wednesday, November 22, 2006


Ask me what’s new. Go on. Just ask me. Okay, I’ll tell you. I MET ADEX!!!!! IN PERSON. FLESH TO FLESH. WE WERE TOGETHER. IT WAS AMAZING. ELECTRIC. FANTASTIC. KISMET. Not just the sex, which forget about it, off the charts, but everything else. Everything. We talked. We laughed. And we were each other’s fantasies. Beyond.

This is what happened. I had an interview for this huge lingerie company, which I assumed he set up. I mean, I’ve never had an interview with them before, and then suddenly, hellooo, they are calling me. They said they could meet me in Philly, but I wanted to go to NYC. And as long I was there, it was a shame not to accidentally bump into him. I knew about his fund raiser so I bought a ticket, walked right up to him and said, “ADEX, it’s FASTFILLY.” Can you believe it. My heart was going bananas.

I thought he’d be angry. I mean, he’d made it pretty clear he wanted me to be his Perfect Stranger. So I was scared, you know? But instead he’s turned on by it. He likes the balls of it. “Stick around he says.” Next thing you know he goes up to the frigid mannequin wife, says something, and walks out the door. Two minutes later we’re tearing each other’s clothes off in his Beemer and then his hotel suite--he keeps one, of course.

It was the best weekend of my life. And the only thing better is that he wants me to come up this Friday, too.

Thursday, November 2, 2006

Fantasies Can Exist in Reality

ADEX calls me his Perfect Stranger. His fantasy girl. He said he likes to imagine all the things he’s doing to me. He likes to imagine that he’s watching me touch myself. I told him that I wanted HIM to be touching me. I’m so frustrated right now. I keep reminding him that fantasies can exist in reality.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Fifth Avenue Cliché

Okay, so in the dictionary next to Fifth Avenue cliché is a picture of ADEX’s wife, with her overglossed lips, that never smile. Never. I swear she always has this sour, mean face. I was in her gallery and watched her order people around, then I followed her in the neighborhood, and she just seemed unhappy. At one point she turned around and looked right at me. I thought I was busted until I realized she was just annoyed because she had to wait like two and a half seconds for her driver. What a bitch. She doesn’t deserve him. It’s obvious they have nothing in common. She’s the reason he has to troll online for happiness.

Thursday, October 5, 2006

Have You Ever Had Online Sex?

Have you ever had online sex? It’s hot. And fun. But at a certain point you don’t want to be the only person touching yourself. I keep telling him we should do it in person. I mean, if it’s this great online, imagine what it could be! But he keeps putting me off. I told him that I know he’s married. He won’t talk about it much. I Google’d his wife. There were no decent photos of her, but ironically she’s a photographer. I found out she has a gallery in Soho, which is interesting because I might be in that neighborhood this weekend. Coincidence?

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Anonymity is Sexy

Hi. It’s me, Grace. Sorry I haven’t checked in but my online time has been monopolized by ADEX. That’s the ad exec I told you about on my last entry. He doesn’t like us to use our names. He says, “Anonymity is sexy.” I think anonymity is sexy for someone who’s hiding something. But I’m not going to push it. We’re really into each other. We’re talking online all day. Oh, I see him IMing me right now. Got to go! Bye.

Saturday, September 2, 2006

Completely HOT

I met this guy online a few hours ago. It wasn’t exactly an accident. I’ve sort of been eyeing him. He’s a big deal advertising guy. He seems to own half of New York and the other half buy the products he sells. Friend of a friend told me about these online lectures he does. Q&A’s. I signed up. Got his attention right away. In the middle of his lecture he goes, “Who are you?” “FastFilly,” I said. We were totally flirting. Anyone who was signed on could tell. He’s completely hot. Older. Powerful, too. Anyhow, I e-mailed him a picture from my modeling portfolio. And he suggested I might be right for one of his clients. But he’ll need to see more of me…Wonder what that means… J