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Log 297 ~Will’s Pandemic Porn Parodies~

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My entire life is a parody of the life I should be living. Like Sheldon Cooper, I do believe in many universes, and I do enjoy the Big Bang Theory XXX reality. Still, I’m pretty “sick” no not with COVID-19. “Will’s Pandemic Porn Parodies” or not

Thursday, April 23, 2020

Log 297 ~Will’s Pandemic Porn Parodies~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but if I’m going to Hell, it won’t because of GREED. Yes, I’m greedy as all Hell, but I always saw myself as Circle Two material, LUST. That’s where my sickness resides. Now you probably thought this would be all about Coronavirus (COVID-19), of course.

Better to stick with the sickness, I do have Dirty Diana. For example, and I know this isn’t right, but the horror stories women tell and a few men. Now when I talk about men, I do mean S. Wolf and Todd Michael, authors. You know I like far too many female erotic authors. This week I’ve been looking over Pornographic Parodies. Don’t get me wrong here, “Big Bang Theory: A XXX Parody” has its moments, ah Beverly Hills. My point is, though, it’s the REAL stories that turn me on. I’ve told you about Court Carmody. Only what about Eileen Kelly, Angie Varona, Miriam Weeks, aka Belle Knox, or Stormy Daniels. Some others I’m not STUPID enough to mention. I saw this post about a pornstar sometime back who had been hurt. What is wrong with my head, right?

There was a time Dirty Diana I was all about love, and now it’s more tits. It took me a while to talk to you because I was busy trying not to FAP watching Siri’s tits. The pornstar, not the computer voice, hah. Well, it was more listening to her moan and imagining a big pair of mounds in a pink bra. See it’s not only my mind but my body, I wanted to break so bad from last night to this morning, so how did I fight back? Here and now, Dirty Diana, which leads me to my writing.

I’m still not buying The Eve of a Cherry is publishable, pretty damn good, and isn’t more porn than erotic. At this rate, I want to add even more to the story, yeah pleasing penis portions. So today’s Log is brought to you by the letter P, I guess. Anyway, I’m exhausted, and that’s because this sickness is keeping me up, literally. Again I’m not talking about the Coronavirus. What did I say about checking WebMD? My eye is all screwy, and my chest was hurting some still I write.

Yeah, fictional sex scenes and now Cart Girls not beating out Will’s Pandemic Porn Parodies.

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Log 290 ~Will’s Paining For Porn~

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The words are calling to me. Unfortunately, they are saying the same thing, and that doesn’t bode well when you are writing a book. Oh, is that what I’m doing until the stimulus check comes and what then. “Will’s Paining For Porn”

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Log 290 ~Will’s Paining For Porn~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and with that kind of money, I never want to feel pin again. Now, of course, I know this is impossible, but where do most of my FEARS come from? I’ve never been hurt sexually, not in any criminal sort of way. I indeed like spankings, don’t ask how I found that out. As the song goes, “scratches all down my back to keep me right on” that’s from Crazy Bitch. So today, I started out with the idea of Hard Limits and maybe next time, but my nature is Sadism. Though I’m still here hurting myself with No Fap.

I’m still writing my The Eve of a Cherry, and how many times have I written the word FUCK? Dirty Diana, I fear the day that word loses all meaning. The thing is, love hurts ME but fucking? I get to do that to someone else, so I pursue it relentlessly. For an added bonus, fucking isn’t killing. While I’m busy repeating that word ad nauseam, along with bitch, slut, whore, cum dumpster, and others.

I call women plenty, but even in my novel, there are words I avoid. So you know, I want to say them, but there’s a line you know. Calling a girl a Fat Bitch, a cow, or even a cunt. The words don’t sit well with me. Sometimes I want to yell them out, they’re sexy but the harm they could inflict? Am I only going to talk about language?

Like the difference between Rape and Ravishment? They can mean the same, but ravishment can be defined by other means in better ways. In The Eve of a Cherry, Bridgman has no problem with blackmail or threats. Harming someone physically, though, well until THE END…

In reality, I’m a dominant, I practice BDSM. Still, before you can go there, you must know SSC Safe Sane Consensual. Also RACK Risk-aware consensual kink. However, I’m not one for leather or whips, chains are good, but I prefer more everyday items. Belts, bras and panties, a few dildos to use on a girl. The pain, though, is more psychological than physical. Thus, in some specific ways more dangerous. That’s why I have to get to know a girl or a character. With no knowledge, there is no risk.

It’s kept me from paying for a lot of porn. No, Will’s Paining For Porn.

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Log 283 ~Will Of The Dead~

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It’s the face, isn’t it, when I’m writing out the nice guy routine that works extremely well but then what happens? I’ve always figured I would use the zombie apocalypse to date outside my league but alas no “Walkers.” Will of The Dead

Thursday, April 9, 2020

Log 283 ~Will Of The Dead~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so of course, I would make this movie, “Will of the Dead.” Hell, I hunger for brains and flesh too, but of those two, definitely, I’m all for skin. For the record as the song goes, “I, got a fetish for fuckin you witcha skirt on.” Now, Dirty Diana, you have to excuse me for speaking to you at this late hour. It seems I have gained a new fetish of sorts, to quote another song, “Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns.” Only for me, it’s Boobies and Guns, Boobies and Guns. I’m being serious.

Necrophilia (Noun) ― sexual intercourse with or attraction towards corpses.

Now since I know, I’m not afflicted by that… will we go over my “Red Dawn” fantasy again? Two redheads or any girls at this point come to my place to escape The Purge. We have fun, but I decide I want to watch a Purge, so the two girls fight. What do I do with the loser? Okay, seeing as how I got your attention, I’m still thinking about that Realdoll giveaway I entered. I swear I was ready to grab up a Piper Doll for a little bit. After my story to Earth Erotic sigh, what should I spend my money on? Dirty Diana, this explains where I’ve been. I’ve talked about my new gun all this week, like some NRA cunt nugget. Anyway, I was overcome wanting to look at an AR-15 and a shotgun. A pistol scares the crap out of me, and I want bigger.

I’ll spare you the “Bang, Bang You’re Dead” script before I get to high school. To be fair, any high school teen could beat my novel, which I haven’t worked on all day. It could be having to cut the grass and deal with my Olds. Another excuse would be I regret what I did to Anna Cecilia Fae. Don’t panic! She’s a character in my story, which is looking more like a porno or a snuff film. Out of fifteen female characters, only five are fucking the Grim Reaper so far. Yeah, it’s literally beginning to look like that Hentai “Dark Shell.” If anything, that’s my saving grace. Breaking NO FAP sadly but trading shooting one thing for another. I should try shooting some words on the damn page.

Is that what I want, to keep writing, what is the Will of the Dead.

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Log 276 ~Switching Superstars Saves Will~

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Well, this could be the closest I’m coming to any sort of a confession, and don’t I usually do that on Wednesdays anyway. I mean, I don’t write about Victoria’s Secret models though Cara Delevingne? Switching Superstars Saves Will

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Log 276 ~Switching Superstars Saves Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and you would think I’d be stronger, smarter, or sexier. Why yes, Dear Dirty Diana, this conversation is brought to you by the letter S.

Let’s add the chapter “Gaining The Vag of Honor” since again, I’ll be talking about my novella today, for sure.

“She had what I’d call a lemming ass – that is, an ass that you would follow right over the edge of the cliff.”
― Andrew Davidson, The Gargoyle (Goodreads)

First, let’s talk about SWITCHING, and no, I don’t mean watching asses though I have. I’m not even talking about between Dominants and Subs. For the record, I’m a Dom and a Sadist Dom at that. Now I want you to consider Airi Akizuki, Michele’ Mouse’ Krasnoo, a.k.a. Megan Laurence and Marie Rose. These girls are my switches for the character of “Rini Aubrie Westfall.” She’s the “blonde bubble butt” blonde in my novella “The Eve of a Cherry.” So you ask me who they are making up for, besides looks, why pull a switch. I tell you I’m not a smart man, but I won’t be a STUPID one.

Then we have the SUPERSTAR, and why do I call her that besides getting me to break my NO FAP streak? Oh, I should probably tell you her name, Reagan Kathryn. Hell Dirty Diana, I was finishing my novella when I broke. She plays the role of Sarah Annora Haven, and I thought so much of her, my character nearly marries her. I guess I should mention that Cherry says I write the longest names. I’m a Southern Man, and people shout full names when somebody’s in trouble. Also, to me, it makes my characters seem more real if I may say so. I’ll also make my stories movies someday.

Finally, who is it I’m trying to SAVE? Humiliations galore outside of the bedroom are not my thing. How many girls well besides Cherry know I write about them? I’ve put MILF Dos in a story and Special K. To be sure, half the time, I’m saving myself. Shielding myself from my embarrassments and possibly jail time. Didn’t I write a few days ago nobody can arrest you for a book? Don’t I want to be infamous? I asked a girl the other day; does it bother her knowing guys get off on her body. She said to do as I wish, and there’s a reason “Love Doll” companies can’t mimic any REAL people. I remember Tallahassee in Zombieland said:

“You’re thinking about fucking Wichita. Well congratulations because for the past twenty-four hours, she’s been fucking both of us.” Zombieland

I would die a hero I write to be the villain, Switching Superstars Saves Will.

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Log 269 ~The Will To Win~

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Who’s winning at life besides $$$ Republicans? I suppose people are catching up on their reading, which means I should be catching up on writing, which usually means researching “adult entertainment” in detail. The Will to Win, his stories about done

Thursday, March 26, 2020

Log 269 ~The Will To Win~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so you see it doesn’t take a virus to write but merely the WILL. Now, Dirty Diana, I need to finish, did I say that, wow. Only with the whole damn world falling apart as the song goes, “Tell me what’s so bad, about feeling good?” Well, unlike wealthy people, I understand that the things I do make other people feel bad. There was a period in time I was all about Le Marquis de Sade, still am in Sadism. Today I’m proud to say I worked so damn hard on my novella that I can never show anyone ever.

Now here’s the current character list female wise:

  1. Cherry Roslyn Fae
  2. Anna Cecilia Fae
  3. Caitlin Grace Clayborn
  4. River Nelle McKinney – “Debbie” The Cheerleaders (1973) Brandy Woods
  5. Rini Aubrie Westfall – Airi Akitsuki, Oni Chichi
  6. Amorette Anissa Lucita – Alahna Ly
  7. Sarah Annora Haven
  8. Hanna Abbey Blake
  9. Phoebe Christina Piper – Piper Doll
  10. Brooklynn Elsa McKinney
  11. Gretchen Parker McKinney

Eleven women and I could name them all, but what would that get me. Should I focus more on all the sex scenes that I want to recreate? I could always go with the one from Immoral Sisters, the two sisters licking the principal’s cock. I talked about the one from Shusaku when he was ramming both the teacher and student. I know I am such a broken record, I can’t deny that at all. Why not take a page from Virgin Roster Shukketsubo? There seems to be no fairytale ending in sight. Well, unless you’re the male antagonist. So why am I so anxious to finish a story that no one will read. You may also ask why am I talking to you instead of Lady Sophia about writing? I’ve been in isolation for four days and NO FAP around twelve. Usually, when I make it past the first week, it’s smooth sailing for a bit. I’m not breaking.

I’m channeling my sexual energies elsewhere and with no people to be angry at hmm? Isn’t that a lie, but maybe I want to beat the end of the world by ending my own a bit sooner. Nice guys finish last, though. Isn’t today good for sexual innuendo Dirty Diana?

An excellent night for release but The Will To Win

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Log 268 ~Will’s Six Of Excuses~

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How many times at the Day Job did I utter the words just another day, so when I came back to the house, exhausted who could blame me for not working on my dream. Now I’m too busy watching Shusaku until 2:00 in the morning. Will’s “Six” Of Excuses yep

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Log 268 ~Will’s Six Of Excuses~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which in this country means I must not be working too hard. Let me say this out in the open, my biggest excuse for not doing something was the Day Job. So here I am, three days in isolation, I still have eight days before I hear from work and what have I accomplished? I guess this is a good experiment seeing where I stand on writing full time. Five thousand words daily, I haven’t gotten close. What about reading The Gargoyle or listening to another book, well I’m here now.

As I said, I should have all of my work by now. The words I do get on the page, around 1500, are so despicable and vile. Yes, I know, leave it to Lady Sophia, but yeah, I’m embarrassed. I guess that doesn’t go away even when I’m all alone, my son and me. Speaking of friends, shouldn’t I be getting back to M Anime? She’s still on the front lines, and I can’t say, I’m exhausted, I nap all day, case and point. I even dreamed that you and I had this conversation Echo. Well, Michonne was high last night (today’s Monday) talk about losing time. I already talked about reading, didn’t I? My life comes back to that always. The words are calling me, and still, I won’t listen to Eric Thomas. You have to learn to give up sleep; when will I.

After The Walking Dead, I could have gone to bed, but I decided to “research” my novella, right? There’s this one scene in “Shusaku Replay 3” (if you look that up, it’s your fault. Anyway, it’s between Kaori Maejima and Ayaka Minami. Okay, if I’m not watching stuff like that, how about catching up on “better” TV. I miss Into The Badlands, The Handmaid’s Tale, A Million Little Things. Thanks to the Coronavirus (COVID-19) wrestling will never be the same. Inspector Echo they are even postponing The Olympics. Finally, why aren’t I watching more of the news? Working at the Day Job, dealing with my Olds and everything else, it felt like my world was falling apart every day. I’m starting to have nightmares these days instead of staying informed.

Inspector Echo, I’m sorry I blame my Day Job and that I even stick with it. I apologize for my excuses. Will’s “Six” Of Excuses

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Log 262 ~Willie, He’s A Misanthropist~

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Having Love, well more to the point Lust in the time of plague. I envisioned men and women risking life and limb to visit my brothel in the wasteland, and yes, I like the movie Tank Girl too. Willie, He’s A Misanthropist, so TPE, Silicone, Aliens hmm

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Log 262 ~Willie, He’s A Misanthropist~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and that’s because I don’t kink shame anybody. Dennis Hof didn’t at his many cathouses. Now speaking of men that I admire, the narrator in The Gargoyle. Thank the author for the word, Misanthropist. When the tablet isn’t hitting me in the face, I enjoy reading. It looks like I’ll have a chance to do more of that with the Coronavirus. It won’t be about feet, Scatology, or Bestiality, to name a few. Again no kink-shaming, but I do have hard limits. People though sigh they’re hard, get me hard.

So how to get around that; today, that has been the question again because of the outbreak. I am capable of having personal relationships and business dealings. Cut to that woman I met in Walmart’s parking lot before. Wanting MILF Dos, Cherry, or M Anime to as the song goes Get Naked. Dark thoughts like the book Dark Notes, but I’m not price gouging anybody. I would have been better off reading or listening than heading to the store again this morning. On the writing tip, though, I did hear back from Earth Erotic about my story. Accepted, but I’ll have to tweak it some. Okay, I got pictures and books, what about movies? They shut down the Regal, but what about dirty films. My models can take care of that if I get any. Of course, I have no problems finding some good porn.

Sex Dolls, Dirty Diana, because while I’m not a prophet, I have seen a vision. I join the chorus, mixing faith and science, though. For example, and I can’t stress this enough, I hate math. Anyway, I have seen a “Phoebe – 130cm (4’2”) Big Breast Body and was smitten. Of course, I had this fetish before, years back with Real Doll one of their 4’10” (around 147cm) models. Keep in mind Alice Little is 4’8,” so what can I say, size matters. What about fantasy “The things I want to do to you would give you nightmares” from Dark Notes. I’ve talked about sex androids from Detroit: Become Human to NieR: Automata.” Don’t forget I had a “necro” fantasy about two girls fighting to the death. Never thought much about sex with computers or aliens. However, there’s Cortana (Halo) and Queen Elyon (Earth Erotic).

Who needs people who can’t get my name or voice ever, Willie, He’s A Misanthropist.

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Log 261 ~Will Throws A Rager~

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I could keep my head underwater for a bit longer, or I could go to sleep, even in my noise-filled Den the humming doesn’t stop me from sleeping, or I could have knocked myself out with my tablet. Will Throws A Rager

Wednesday, March 18, 2020

Log 261 ~Will Throws A Rager~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and money makes me happy. What about My Dæmon, solitude, and women, in all their many shapes and forms? My motivations talk about creating happiness but three things. One, everything that brings about that feeling, people say is wrong. It’s kind of hard to imagine those things when knowing with them, you’re “evil.” Two, I don’t even remember what it felt like Inspector Echo. I get wisps now and again sometimes, but I don’t know. Three, there’s rage like you would not believe, anger, hate, suffering.

Yes, Inspector Echo, Star Wars, but I’m drowning in this rage, and of course, it begins with FEAR. I am not one for grossness, but when I have to go to the Day Job, I get sick to my stomach. In my bag, I carry Sprite and plastic bags. Of course, I have the perfect word and excuse me, but shit. I’m sharing my feelings, but at least I ain’t crying, and yeah, you know what is going to nail me for that word. I could think of a few hundred reasons to scream at the moment, but I’m too hot. Not in a DECENT way. I’m talking about blood boiling and how far can I take that thought. Well, nowhere near a conclusion. Otherwise, I’ll be explaining myself like Hilary Swank in The Hunt. Remember what I learned from Cherry; when you believe no one is reading, they’re here.

Now I could go to bed. I fell asleep on the loveseat again reading The Gargoyle. Inspector Echo I think the world of the book, but that’s the thing about rage. It burns everything. It’s a desert; it’s a Hell. So what about an oasis? Once again, the best release is one I’m swearing off again. The money I do have, well, I don’t know where it’s going. Isn’t that a lie, like everything else it’s all about the ladies. A time of crisis and I deal in Babes, Biology, Bucks, and Bullets. If anything, I need to hit the store tomorrow and see if I can find supplies. My son is good at the moment, but what about me, Inspector Echo. I skipped dinner, and yes, I have food. I’m only full of such anger. It’s like my big sister tried to figure out.

An average day or The Apocalypse, Will Throws A Rager.

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Log 255 ~Will Trips In Eden~

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Having played Detroit: Become Human once upon a time, if the Eden Club becomes a real place, then society is doomed. So it was with the first Eden right, and there are plenty of sins available. “Will Trips In Eden.”

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Log 255 ~Will Trips In Eden~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so that means I own several brothels. If I weren’t listening to Pam Godwin’s novel Dark Notes, I would be listening to Dennis Hof. Third time’s the charm, and I’m still looking for my first Threesome. Anyway, today let us look at four alternative Bordellos.

Books, of course, is where my story begins. I keep telling myself, write a bestseller, make a million bucks. I haven’t looked at my novella in over a week, though. To think Bridgman was in the middle of getting a tit job from the lovely, well, you know who. It’s not like I can send that bit of prose out. What about GULP, though. Hell today (Tuesday), I was getting reacquainted with Cherry. Not blaming her, I wouldn’t be writing or editing anyway. Again I’ve read The Gargoyle and was imagining a few different tits, Marianne, Rainey, Cherry, Ivory. Does my “Father” have a point that I read too much?

Babes, or to be more specific, TTB. I am trying not to sound like Matthew McConaughey from Dazed and Confused. Starting a modeling agency though, well once I’m well established. One here and one European. If you ever wanted me to study the metric system, this is the way. I still remember when I found the “treasure trove” on Motherless. I was so scared when I discovered Little Lupe, Dolly Little, Dakota Skye, the Monroe sisters. Cue the Homer Drool.

Bollocks ha, speaking of the Metric System, do you remember my Red Dawn Fantasy. Two girls, redheads, The Purge, fight to the death, my Necro Leanings. Yeah, I’m still talking to Alice Little, but Ruby Rae bowed out SIGH. Anyway, there has been a resurgence around a forgotten fetish “Love/Sex Dolls.” The Bedroom Soapbox was all about Real Dolls, and now I’ve seen Piper Dolls, Earth Erotic, the list continues.

Why not go all out, Sex Robots, Detroit: Become Human with the Eden Club, a North and Kara threesome. I should also stop watching Nier: Automata. Damn you, Studio Fow, for “First Assembly” so awesome.

Banking on making my mark on the world, so I stop adding to my “Spank Bank.” Dirty Diana, I have been all over the place. From DollyDicker to Subscribe Star Adult, and did I mention speaking to Alice a little.

Dirty Diana, I’ll keep walking, always trying to make bucks until Will Trips In Eden.

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Log 254 ~Now That’s Will Silence~

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It’s quiet, too quiet or I’m going deaf in one way or another, I swear the things we learn to live with and why should we, I don’t like raising my voice I know that when there’s such great music and books. Now That’s Will Silence.

Wednesday, March 11, 2020

Log 254 ~Now That’s Will Silence~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but shouldn’t silence come free. Yes, Inspector Echo, the humming continues, and I’m back to the drawing board as to the cause. Well, unless I would like to scream as I fall off the roof. Knowing me, though, I would never only we’ll get to that. At least on Sunday, I heard something quite beautiful. Eugene and his “ladylove” Stephanie singing. I have a few in my life though, one’s married, another is asexual, and shall we talk about the one I’ve wanted to see naked.

Keep it PG, well I am trying Inspector Echo. If we have to talk about something in my pants, what about the money I saved today? I know I was craving McDonald’s as always, but I only bought what I needed from the store today (Monday). While this might sound mundane and give way to gross thoughts, I bought stuff to unclog the toilet. I still need to buy a new toilet seat for downstairs, but nobody is complaining. Of course, then we have my Old Man. I finally told him the other car isn’t working, won’t even start now. Not that I was using it, but yeah, I’m losing it, and nevertheless, that’s a blow. You know I’m a hoarder of everything, but when did I become a car guy? Still, I must be silent, I wasn’t paying for the car, so it’s his.

I can’t give him any more of my problems like Norton and H&R Block. You tell me not to worry, and perhaps it’s been a week of nothing. No warnings, no alerts, no fear, but if I’m not obsessing over that, what else is there? Cherry, I haven’t spoken to her in a couple of days. I didn’t tell her to shut up. But don’t I know how to drive a girl away. At least it broke me out of my pantyhose/stockings/thigh high fetish for now. I’ll confess, Fechikano isn’t going away anytime soon. Still, I go back and forth when it comes to what a girl says. I’ve talked about audiobooks and how I enjoyed listening to the character of Rainey Summer Day. One word, “Daddy.” I finished “Lust” today, but Chasity Griffin shudders. Finally, there’s my new fetish, let’s say, the girls don’t talk much, not at all.

Sorry about that Inspector Echo so, Now That’ Will Silence.

I Will Have No Fear