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Episode 179 ~Willies Under The Tree~

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I wouldn’t make Santa out to be a pimp or a dominant, only the owner of a big corporation so that he doesn’t have to worry about money, with one woman he’s been with forever and some little ones that aren’t his but he cares… “Willies Under The Tree.”

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Episode 179 ~Willies Under The Tree~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
How To Make One Million Dollars, Christmas isn’t that expensive; love is priceless, but the present, a gift, that wish, when a girl’s on her knees, when she shuts her eyes, hell when you leave her breathless. God, Daddy, ha my name would be good, but I don’t know many girls who call out to Santa and am I still hoping I’ll end up with some sexy eighteen-year-old vixen one day?

My tastes lately have let’s say matured though I’m not giving up but am I even “trying” at all or maybe I have more sense surprisingly… I didn’t buy any lingerie this Christmas though I’ve tossed around a bit of Erotica. One way or another it’s all about keeping the girl around isn’t it, Baby It’s Cold Outside so yeah it was bras and bikinis one year, books this one, and of course my BDSM lifestyle is all year round. The ideas of ribbons and bows give me a hard-on, and again I like wrapping up a P.Y.T but maybe what’s bothering me today, being dominant is one thing, and if you can love someone, well you can do anything but Santa loves the wives, mothers, and singles too right.

Ho, Ho, Ho indeed, because I want the girl and like any Dom, I want all that she is, now and how many times have you heard me say (from my Motivations) I’m not preaching separatism or isolation, what I desire is to know a woman like no one else. In return, I would give all of myself, and I would want for her to wish for it, be wanton for this, how about being wistful about me. It’s scary to know desire so badly and graver still if not but not from a lack of submission or devotion, instead because there is another life, and as always any man takes care of what; who belongs to him and if his woman values something even more than herself he must in turn value such too.

Newton, Santa, Mother Nature leave something under the tree, gifts to the world and I haven’t heard any complaints yet about mine… other than being a tad bit inappropriate at times. Not today though, this isn’t anywhere near lascivious, this time of the year but what about the rest of this month: sad perhaps this being our last conversation this year, Willies Under The Tree.

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Episode 178 ~A Professional Eraser Will~

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Writer’s Block, yeah in a way because I have no clue what I was thinking today and then we had yesterday, I broke out of my place, got into a present, and of course cracked open one more book, and became someone else, sigh. A Professional Eraser Will

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Episode 178 ~A Professional Eraser Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
How To Make One Million Dollars, well when I was in school, I had a friend they called SKINS, don’t ask me why, that memory sigh deleted, erased… but I don’t think it was because he was “hitting the skins,” anyway he wanted to be a hitman, an eraser. The things young men think about and in so doing since I can be anything I want even at my age I decided that I wanted to be a writer and that in itself is sin number one.

Now, this is more Lady Sophia’s barrel of laughs, but there is not a doubt in my mind that writing is what I’m meant to do so sin number two, what have I been doing all day besides sleeping… anyway living out my purpose has led to two things. For a third sin I don’t recognize who I am most days, hell in my last story we have a brothel owner, wolf boy, a MILF doctor, and inspirations from MOLD. My fourth sin is overthinking, the “man” talking to you now with the stomachache, the kid on his lap, and who is hyped up on an energy shot is the same one who is slamming his head on a steering wheel on Christmas morning yesterday.

“Cogito Ergo Doleo” I Think Therefore I Suffer, how many people do I know speak Latin but it’s not going anywhere and don’t I want to be immortal as a writer and yet my words are probably sitting in some old church lady’s glove box, in police reports, my name in some girl’s blog. So what is today’s point; well you’ve heard me talk about my “White Wall Theory” you know, scribbling on my skull, reading books, and of course, writing, and in one way I’m “trying” to erase myself, write over it, lose myself between the lines of “code.” Which leads to my fifth sin, my Motivations are saying that everything you want lies on the other side of fear and so I ask instead of erasing, editing, E-reading, who I am or want to be, shouldn’t I break?

The wall I mean, hell Trump should have hired me because I have built something that keeps out everything and keeps me in an asylum and wondering why the outside is so scary or even who do I think I’m protecting? Hell, “Indiana Gone” bought me the Zombie Survival Crate from Man Crates and if that doesn’t show the man I honestly am, a survivor of the DEAD, the Dominant, a Devil in disguise, but breaking into that crate was far quicker than saying I’ll Break The Walls Down when I rather apologize for all of my weakness Inspector Echo.

I am sorry for my profession and wasting it, for losing myself and hastily rebuilding myself with my overthinking, and keeping all of my fears inside or using them against a wall I can’t break, no A Professional Eraser Will.

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Episode 177 ~Will, He Knows Santa~

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One day I do intend to have a house with a chimney and a vast fireplace and be it the roar of the fire, all the wrapping paper, or my mom’s Whitney Houston Christmas tunes I won’t mutter bah humbug. Will, He Knows Santa.

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Episode 177 ~Will, He Knows Santa~

Dear Future Wife,

How To Make One Million Dollars, I mean if it’s not under the tree, which is only one more thing I’ll have to learn, putting up a tree, Christmas lights around the house, and probably housebreaking B III again as he’ll do what dogs do. I’ll do what dads or excuse me Santa Claus does, I mean sometimes it can be an art, another day a science, a minute, a moment, a memory to make someone happy, the kids, you babydoll, myself, a night like this I Believe In You And Me.

Since I’ve grown up (have I) lover, husband, father, I suppose I have learned to appreciate Christmas for other reasons, yeah I like working overnights, breaking into my house, getting to pretend to be someone I’m not. Maybe that song It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year has it right to a certain degree and here’s another thing what would be my Christmas wish, kids tell you straight, and you aren’t honestly the shiny trinket type of a girl and of course with Triple B, as long as it goes into his mouth… I can be Scrooge, Santa, any one of the spirits, a student of gift giving though like the Beast to Belle:

Excuse my language my love but you know I could be so much worse and on this night I have seen those that would lie but for if not a noble reason, one that brings happiness and joy, tradition and I am a traditionalist. I am my mother’s son, and while I couldn’t tell you what she truly feels about Christmas, she would do anything to see my sister and I happy. I want to see you smile, I want our children to have everything they desire and if that means they believe in a man with a long white beard and a red suit well the things that I have faith in you know?

That’s why my friend got me a zombie fighting kit, how I believe that B III will be quite grey for the time being and if somehow Santa got you here to me, talk about a Christmas miracle indeed. So we’ll stay up tonight, wrapping presents, sipping cocoa, watching The Preacher’s Wife; yep my mom got me hooked or maybe A Christmas Story or A Christmas Carol, and perhaps by the early morning hours I’ll see the man I need to be wishing us all a very Merry Christmas. he’ll have to knock, or maybe the kids see you kissing him, perchance he’s in the mirror, Will, He Knows Santa.”

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Episode 176 ~With A Little Faith Maybe~

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Merry Christmas that is if Santa finds his way in, does he work for Amazon, is he delivering a pizza, sure he’s magic right, though it hasn’t hit me on today of all days, where once was the faith of a child is now this. With A Little Faith Maybe

Monday, December 24, 2018

Episode 176 ~With A Little Faith Maybe~

Sixty-Fourth Rule Madam Justice

How To Make One Million Dollars, wasn’t it only yesterday I mentioned the Prosperity Ministry, how about finally publishing a book, and thinking about today I could create a holiday or merely exploit one. Before I forget, because I surely will, it’s Christmas Eve, which means tomorrow… ah Christmas, talk about having faith when I was a child, I believed in a fat man with presents, that is until I thought my parents wouldn’t know I played with my Nintendo 64 and put it back in the box and I knew I wouldn’t feel like this, no I loved Christmas.

Notice that I said I loved Christmas, I never loved Jesus or God, even when I worked for that Christian bookstore and had my “incredible” religious phase, the “Left Behind” series, hell Madam Justice all my work in Erotica has undertones of Christianity. Once upon a time I believed we would have flying cars by now and all sorts of technology… well greater I suppose but then I look at people, I look at myself. As far as Christmas goes, I want to have faith that I’ll get everything I want tonight, a clean house; I need to talk to you and the Future Wife, and tomorrow… well, that explains why I feel sick, why I’m afraid gasps new people.

Is that my problem with the holidays, with almost every single one, with a little faith maybe we are meant to be new people, Christmas we’re supposed to become Santa, New Year’s we have a chance at a clean slate, Valentine’s, etc. Every morning I wake up wanting to be someone better I know that but according to one of my Motivations, faith without work is dead, but you need that belief to get started idea vs. execution. I have thoughts, wishes, and hopes but they all get jumbled around until it’s a mess of grey and that is the road I tread right now.

Madam Justice I am far from believing in Santa on his sleigh in the skies above, I don’t think I’m walking in the sand with Jesus and do we need to talk about my swimming aversion, wisdom, and success as much as you want air… I believe that we are never alone in this vastness, that at this moment there is some killer virus waiting to get out, how about that The Purge can happen and we may face a zombie apocalypse, so why not look to me to live; Merry Christmas Eve, Merry Christmas, With A Little Faith Maybe.

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Episode 175 ~Bells, Pails, Will Tell~

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All I want for Christmas… that’s like a list of the women I want to (um okay) if anything I want my wallet to be as full as my fridge, my son, and what’s up with, the cleaning supplies and gift bags and no one’s named charity. Bells, Pails, Will Tell

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Episode 175 ~Bells, Pails, Will Tell~

To Will:
How To Make One Million Dollars, let other people do it, The Salvation Army, Prosperity Ministry, and what’s one more pretty girl, but no, you have no choice but to listen to those loud ass bells, same with people, you have no faith in yourself, and how much did you spend today? Man I know how you feel about charity, it doesn’t make sense you know, somebody has millions if not billions of dollars, but from the proceeds of their obscene profits, they donate a million and feel good about themselves, tsk, tsk.

Now I don’t want to lecture you about money, hell you have over a thousand dollars waiting “The Alamo Fund” I’m also not telling you to be a fool and spend it all, neither am I complaining about how you’re living… Okay so that’s what I do honestly but what I mean is, you shine up like a new penny for what; did you spend money on “B III” today, in a way, seeing as how you always share right? You spend money on Pussy (Language), Pets, and Prose, and it’s the first, and the last that makes you so silly don’t you think, bringing up those Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
    Failed
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
    Failed
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
    Failed
  5. I Will Finish The Golden Line: (Knotted Book 1), Addison Cain
    Completed
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel
    Failed

Well, Merry “Freaking” Christmas, a 17.5 F and the most you can even start to hope for is five out of six until “Triple B” has his next Vet appointment, annual and his heart condition. You have a heart condition dammit because you believe in such things and throw money at them; being a father to a son because you have to, you clean up the house, get a haircut, shower, shave, buy presents and yes you feel better. My point is you believe in everything but yourself, you want to make others happy, you say your son is going to live until his brown coat is silver, you give everything you are to everything else, but you are impossible, unbelievable, worthless Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
  5. I Will Finish Christmas Cake: A Holiday Collection by Celia Aaron
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel

So much noise and somehow the holidays are supposed to be the cure and not the virus, how full would your gas tank be, your wallet, hell even your bed if all this faith you have somehow you could keep; Grammarly, blogging, put your money where your mouth is but you would never. Tell them to stop those bells, call out the liars, it’s okay to like your friends, but you go out of your way for them, be selfish, but it won’t be this week sigh I could guess that Bells, Pails, Will Tell.

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Episode 171 ~Just Facts It Will~

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The good thing about writing fiction is I can tell myself a story every night and tomorrow morning and then when it comes to setting my fingers to the task suddenly I have writer’s block so let me tell the truth. Just Facts It Will

Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Episode 171 ~Just Facts It Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
How To Make One Million Dollars, for all my “creativity,” “originality,” and porno acumen the FACT is I lack Discipline, Direction, and sigh Desire because I’m still here though the jury is out on my embarrassment, ego, and evil… such “good intentions.”

Now we’ll get to those Inspector Echo, first let’s talk about what happened Monday which I’m still torn up about, my Social Anxiety, Bipolar Depression, OCD… all in my head right, okay so my manager asks me to give this girl (I’ve never met) a hard tag remover. So I walk to the front of the store, see a girl working with a customer and I hang around for five minutes trying to read her name tag because I’m HORRIFIED to ask her name (eyes getting better, nope). Anyway, I end up leaving the device on the farthest register away from her and then coming back to the house; don’t get me started on why they don’t want me opening the store, hell my ANXIETY is libel to get the place robbed, hating my life.

I’m not the only one that loathes MY life, what about my parents; the things they must tell themselves; the house I ran to, they bought, because telling blessed, black, believers that your son is in a mental institution or dead would be too much. Speaking of too much and people I don’t talk to regularly, remember that year I wrote to “REALDOLL” hoping I might get one, $$$ well guess where some of my money is going this year.

Aren’t I suppose to be numbering sins… anyway while I’m counting dollars you say why don’t I give money to charity; now that is a big question but quickly I give money to writers (NaNoWriMo), women (Friends, Workers, Sex or Otherwise), and my world, Step Into A World. I didn’t even get my mother a gift and her birthday was on Dec. 16 and as far as Christmas goes, would I say I hate it, but I bought gifts for all the other women in my life, now if that ain’t a sin. The last fact of the day is how little I know about myself or the fact that everything I want for Christmas is still impossible, immoral, illegal or insane, case and point some girl saying Let Me Be Your, Siren, or Detroit: Become Human; what I bought it for someone else right.

So may you forgive me Echo my apparent lack of triple D’s but abundance of E’s, my embarrassing workday which goes to show why I will not go up for promotion, though I owe so many, my charitable connotations, I am grateful to my mother dearly but what a child she gave to the world, a man… didn’t I say Echo, Just Facts It Will.

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Episode 170 ~Looking Forward To Will~

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I don’t want a girl that only keeps me on my toes but knocks me off of my feet, and no I’m not one of those guys if anything I too lazy or too terrified to move but how often do I see someone so beautiful? Looking Forward To Will.

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Episode 170 ~Looking Forward To Will~

Dear Future Wife,
How To Make One Million Dollars, well probably ten million by this point (Thank You Jim Carrey) but wait how about One Hundred Million, I can keep going and how you know I can run. So I ask myself what was it about you… okay not just you, I tried frying bacon once, set off smoke detectors, I’ve had panic attacks at three different jobs, B III had a fever and hurt his leg, two separate occasions, I was scared, but I didn’t run away those times.

“Call It Courage” is more than a book I read once for school (decent enough), and speaking of school, maybe that was it, I was expected to stay put, I didn’t want to remember the past, the future always got worst but in the end, as the song goes, I’m Alive. Breathing is a good thing right but to keep you; it meant reading a cookbook, it was finding a way to listen to my calling, and knowing in my heart what I had to do. I still can’t cook much but more than tartar sauce, I couldn’t work retail, but my books are selling… and Triple B is going to live to ripe old age, seeing as how we gave him siblings and more comfy spots to consider always.

Like father like son, he looks forward to breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, to relaxing as I read, to the light outside so he can go for walks, four legs and makes it look effortless and here I have two and taking that first step towards you was probably the hardest thing ever. Then on the day, you became mine, your first step, your next, how many after that and you were here beside me, and I know, I say it over and over, I expect to see you go running away someday. Next thing I know the two of us are chasing six feet, who are probably hunting four paws as I speak, I’m sure B III wasn’t looking forward to this in senior years.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mkn1kFmUW5E

Still, I call it Puppy Love because the first time I saw you baby girl, I didn’t know how my legs worked, I longed to make you happy, to hear my name on your lips, would it take a hop, skip and a jump, would I step or would I leap? Do you know why dragons and knights fight; you’re no damsel in distress, my love; you’re my Girl On Fire, man, and beast envy that inferno in women but I’ve Got My Love To Keep Me Warm, so here I stand, and here I stay ha, your Will, my will, Looking Forward To Will?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzSX3PKIZgU

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Episode 169 ~I Want To Be Sedated~

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I might as well have taken a job as a mannequin, ask for me tomorrow and I will be a grave man, and today I wish I was invisible or maybe I should have found somebody to cover for me. I Want To Be Sedated, and yeah I probably need a doctor.

Monday, December 17, 2018

Episode 169 ~I Want To Be Sedated~

Sixty-Third Rule Madam Justice

How To Make One Million Dollars, stay awake, if that means downing energy shots, embracing the fear, even crying; Stop Crying Your Heart Out, would say to suggest I got a heart, guts, or balls.

When you’re asleep, the monsters can’t get you, and with all the nightmares I have, not one of them compares to living them when I’m awake which brings us to today and while I want to cuss or use many words synonymous with my name, let’s Pretend We’re Dead. How I wish I were so I wasn’t there, a ghost at least, invisible perhaps; could I be deaf so I don’t hear my foot kicking my ass, maybe I didn’t understand my manager, probably I didn’t hear that girl; it was a rather innocuous request, give her something to remove hard tags. You know Justice I think I finally understand something about my parents… when they would give me those pills before I began flushing them down the toilet, I believe they wanted me to be normal but you know what went wrong, they killed who I was without question.

“Come on – You eat these. Eat these.”

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“No, sweetheart. I’m making you not care.” 28 Days Later (2002)

I’ve told you before, I never got bedtime stories, during the spring and summer I got Benadryl for allergies and slept forever, at school I lost myself in novels, at work its music, other times it was meds, sometimes beatings, all to kill who I am. What about religion, what about writing? Every move I make is on the grounds of not having to face the coward I see staring back at me, so scared to ask someone their name.

Some find solace in alcohol, some in food, some in facing death but honestly when being asked to go to the front of the store and ask a question makes me want to fall? Hell Madam Justice, I have rarely taken the highway, I don’t look at fast-food menus, I wash my car rather than go and get it cleaned. Okay, this sounds more like Inspector Echo’s territory, but the fact of the matter is, well, one of my Motivations talked about how many decisions we make per day, good ones anyway and how many of mine go to how to keep breathing you understand.

How about what they call Confidence you say, that’s the real sedation, talk about not caring and staying wide awake, immunity to the world but that cure is beyond me at this point, but to quote another one of my Motivations “It’s Possible.” I never forget you understand but I can numb myself to plenty, you still remember “that girl” putting my name on her blog, the family that probably wants me dead and I’m in for trouble at work tomorrow gulp, but I’m awake, I know, feel, and believe, I Want To Be Sedated.

‘With endless love, we left you sleeping. Now we’re sleeping with you. Don’t wake up. X’” 28 Days Later (2002)

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Episode 168 ~Will In The Placebo~

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Placebo, Gazebo, how I like a good rhyme but I wish I could say that I want my life; maybe that would make my mom happy on her birthday today, and how many women did I buy gifts for last night? “Will In The Placebo,” so I THINK it’s affection or life

Sunday, December 16, 2018

Episode 168 ~Will In The Placebo~

To Will:
How To Make One Million Dollars, don’t be the smartest person in the room; I read somewhere once that if you’re the brightest bulb in the box, you’re in the wrong place… explains why you keep “B III” around. According to your Motivations, it always comes down to who’s the hungriest, who’s willing to do Whatever It Takes, who dare I say loves the most and that is where we get into the placebo effect of what it means to be alive now.

You are your father’s son; I remember being in his truck and him pointing out to a structure in the distance and him asking if I knew what it was, I didn’t naturally, but it’s called a gazebo; it wasn’t a real lesson, lip service or a lasting impression moment, he just wanted to be smarter. As with most of your life, you haven’t wanted to last, love, or ever truly live; you know why you don’t care for lying, because you know how it feels to do it to yourself, you stay in this place you couldn’t name and let everyone else give your existence meaning. In saying that, you also know that it’s mom’s birthday, is it an insult to her this farce, parody, mockery, and any of words you can find in a thesaurus to know This Is Your Life moment to moment, these Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
    Failed
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
    Failed
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
    Failed
  5. I Will Finish One Book Besides “Begging For It” Todd Michaels
    Failed
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel
    Failed

One point, you are still alive, Will and the placenta sigh another one of your Motivations, your Comfort Zone is your enemy and where are you at this very moment as we’re talking? Could you conceive what it might be like to live like you see ants marching across the kitchen floor, “Triple B’s” area, the bathtub (aren’t you glad you won that war), how about doing your math homework in class, or rushing out in a frozen car to the day job. How about living like you’re working for NaNoWriMo year round, maybe as though you’re wanting to please some girl, that rush to protect B III, living for the hate or the love, what about Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
  3. I Will Review Sell My Soul (Sixty Days #1) by Jade West
  4. I Will Review Depredation By Natalie Bennett
  5. I Will Finish The Golden Line: (Knotted Book 1), Addison Cain
  6. I Will Edit One Chapter Of My Newly Written Novel

You’re not sick Will, you’re not dead, and you’re definitely not still in the womb and as much as you confess I’ll Always Love My Mama, the way you love your little boy, and think quite fondly of a few women, when will you recognize yourself in the mirror? You don’t have to know all there is to know in the distance, you don’t need to be comfortable all the time (you should know that better than anyone), and you don’t have to be the hero, the victim, or even the villain. Only don’t be mediocre, Live Your Life, don’t be Will In The Placebo.

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Episode 165 ~Will’s Reality Of Brazzers~

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Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery; I’m sure they say something terrible about comparing yourself to others, and then I don’t want to be compared to criminals, but adult actresses beat out women in a lot *sigh*. “Will’s Reality Of Brazzers”

Thursday, December 13, 2018

Episode 165 ~Will’s Reality Of Brazzers~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
How To Make One Million Dollars, well I already got the name “Second Circle Creations,” and no I’m not “trying” to rip off “Abyss Creations” you know REALDOLL and speaking of comparisons Reality Kings vs. Brazzers… I’m more of a Fetish Network type of person. You never can tell right, and I’m the first to preach about people thinking certain things about me and yet I commit the sin; yesterday I was reminded of “that girl” I don’t feel like being mean, but I learned you don’t compare girls to pornstars.

Now you know I’m also one for repeating lessons and myself so let’s start with an oldie but a goodie, Young vs. MILF, can’t say I have any feelings for cougars; anyway, this one has brought about the most trouble. One lesson in itself deserves a full-blown essay from outfits to models, Hentai, women from Little Lupe to Eileen Kelly, to several MILFS and look-alikes, but for the record, I’ve always stayed on the right side of the law regardless.

I know the difference between reality and fiction but tell a woman she looks like Amanda Seyfried, Haley Pullos, Jennifer Lawrence she’ll consider you pretty sweet but Linda Lovelace, Belle Knox, or after The Frappening and you’re an asshole. The point is this Amanda played the Lovelace story, Haley did Belle Knox, and Jennifer survived, this world is so full of lies, a guy wants to fuck a girl, but he must replace fuck with love; like the two don’t coexist. I’ve never wanted to fuck Beyoncé but if I compare you to Misty Stone you have my interest, I respect women in all facets of society, and if a guy doesn’t want any woman then he’s gay which again I respect the biology, nobody does that anymore I think.

Before I get political, religious, or scientific, well I’ll get back to me, clothing vs. naked and I have no problem with nudity, but it’s what’s inside that counts and sad to say with most people I encounter they lack… depth. Yeah insert Enormous Penis and does this make me a dick; what I’m trying to say is, the whole fantasy princess, virgin pure, schoolgirl, of course, MILF motif gets me going because afterward what’s left? Don’t worry I’m all about Aftercare but take one of my friends who happens to be a mom. Do I think I can have a future with her, no, am I’m looking to be a Father Figure, a sugar daddy, nope, running away together, she wouldn’t but for a few hours a month as Negan put it this way:

So it looks like I have plenty of cannon fodder for next time, and I didn’t say enough to get myself arrested. Okay would suggest I need to explain more but a picture is worth a thousand words, (still hate that saying) but I’m clear-headed and not only because of the talk, but such is also Will’s Reality Of Brazzers.

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