The things I do in bed… Sleep and nearly push V on the floor. Before B, I had a few girls. No threesomes… MFF or backdoor. And being a Dad… I had to wait for my boys to get in trouble or feed them. Looking for a stepmom. “Braxton, Virgil, Don’t Know”
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Meditation 092 ~Braxton, Virgil, Don’t Know~
Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And yet our children ask, “Where do babies come from.” Or what their Daddy does?
And speaking of being a Dad. Am I going to go back to crying about B III? Or trying to figure out what Virgil’s problem is. Well, today is Friday, September 27, 2024. So no…
I’m not in a good mood, my love. I’m not in a bad one either. But more a secretive one.
And no, not dangerous. At least to no one but myself. I look at inflicting pain upon myself the same way I look at mourning my firstborn son. It’s always there. It’s better to hush.
Today, I couldn’t even tell Madam Justice everything for fear of some doctor asking me, “Am I A Psycho?” Uh? There are several GTA titles, Far Cry 5, and rooms in YoVille. Yes, you married a Gamer. At least part-time.
A writer, actor, director, producer, photographer, pimp, and overall FREAK. So this isn’t about my children with four legs or two. This is about you, me, and my current studies.
As in reading? Would you rather I talk about death, depression, or my sons, beloved. Again, I’m not in a positive mood. But being with you, my love, on this dark afternoon? I know plenty we could do, but I need a new book to read. More Lady Sophia’s wheelhouse.
It’s between Kelli Wolfe’s Devil’s Bargain or Taking Kelsey. As I was telling Lady Sophia, between being forty… Eww! And my latest reads. It’s been all Harems, Netorare, Blackmail, Age Gaps, and Breeding, amongst other things. This man’s “Freaky Deaky.”
Inevitably, I turn to you.
What do I want for our love life? What did I keep from Braxton for all those years? I didn’t have many girls with him around. Virgil cries when you and I need “adult time.”
Seriously! I remember when I was a boy peeping on “Skinemax.” Films like that “Married People, Single Sex” series. Or it could be as easy as this Instagram guy today:
Prayed to Venus for my wenus indeed. Did I ever mention I’ve got a thing for the witch look… Thank you, Willow Rosenberg, Tara MaClay, and Satan’s Sorority Girls. Love?
Such sinful things I want to do to you, that others do, and things I hope no one will know.
More in the name of love. Braxton, Virgil, Don’t Know.
1339 Days Without B III, Day 780 of Virgil’s Arrival
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Will