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Gospel 062 ~Willing To Say Anything~

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Last week I said something about people disappearing, and I don’t need the usual magic words. If you ever read what I write, it’s like Spinelli and Maxie all over again. You know, from General Hospital years ago? Willing To Say Anything to not be me.

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Gospel 062 ~Willing To Say Anything~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which could make me a Republican or at least a fan. No, never, as the song goes, I’ll Be (the greatest fan of your life.) Yes, I know it’s getting kind of late, and I can’t say I’m an expert at pillow talk or speech period. One more reason I’m a writer and this. I write to test out everything I want to say and to learn what I shouldn’t. Being your man and all, I know plenty of things a woman says when she’s annoyed. There are things a man shouldn’t forget. Then there’s these.

When you say nothing at all. Damn, I want to tell you everything, but I’m still afraid of how it will look. If I say nothing, then I know I can’t screw anything up, and I never mastered that courtly love concept. If you say nothing, then you’re like all the rest in my life. Obsessed with that idea, right? Baby girl, I believe love is a chemical, a drug, an obsession. You’ve seen all these people breaking up during the plague era who can’t stand to be around each other for ten minutes. I said I would share my life, and I mean it. My soul is in my writing. Do you know what it’s like to have it be seen and tossed aside like so much garbage? That’s why it takes forever for me to let you see it. I want you to be better, I want you to say something, please anything.

I tell you I love you, and you know that the phrase is used far too often. Hell, I shared one of my first books with a woman, and that scared her off quick. Such was her vanity, or so I believe. I don’t mean to complain, but how am I going to get to sleep tonight. Well, besides doing that, ha. Again the things I want to say to you, My Love or more to the point, do to you. It still surprises me that you haven’t left. There’s this movie I saw once. It’s about an artist who got married but lost his spark because his wife didn’t understand him or his work. Slaves To Passion, I guess. If I could tell you everything though… Stay With Me.

Let My Baby Stay, I pray. Willing To Say Anything.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 057 ~A Class In Will~

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The power of a plaid skirt, plain white kneesocks, pigtails, and I could go on, but for now, I’ll say I’m having a better day, “researching,” um yeah. Hell, if they gave a class called adult entertainment, I would have had all A’s. “A Class In Will.”

Thursday, August 27, 2020

Gospel 057 ~A Class In Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means I can hire the best doctors. Yet all I need is some “Sexual Healing” at the moment. To be honest, I’ve reached that point in NO FAP, where I want to offer MILF Dos $500. I’ve also been looking at pictures of Cherry again. Anything to take my mind off of reality these days. Fuck Dirty Diana, what was I doing at seventeen… um, don’t answer that. The point is I never killed anybody, only I’m still considered the bad guy, never a “bad boy,” sometimes a Bad Man. An idea, School Glaze.

That’s what I wanted to name our talk today, but I showed “class?” Not in the least, but I am still so afraid. Yeah, and I want to be a pornographer. It doesn’t work if you don’t have a shit ton of money. Okay, that’s a lie, but let’s talk about happy things, like schoolgirls.

“That’s what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age.” Wooderson: Matthew McConaughey, Dazed and Confused (1993)

Last week I talked about some of my favorite black schoolgirls, and yes, I’m repeating myself. Lacey Duvalle “How Convenient…,” Jenna Foxx “My Sister’s Hot Friend.” Cassidy Banks, “Teachers Assistant Gets Fucked.” Now I didn’t know Jenna Foxx actually did schoolgirl. Until I found “Teens Gone Wild” RealityJunkies, I Don’t Believe You Scene 1. Dirty Diana, this goes to show two things. One, if you want my full concentration, it better involve Yabbos. Two, a great compliment is caring enough to see them once more.

Hell, isn’t that how I lost MILF Tres? I cared enough to reveal my soul and what… she thought I was in love with her? We’re on ten girls Dirty Diana and how many of them did I say, I Love You? Only two, the first two The D and Sweetness. That’s like 20%, right?

“I stopped chasing every chick under the sun many moons ago
so pretend my dick is a balloon and blow
cause you better put a fork in it if you think I’mma lay here just spooning yo
oh you think you the shit ’cause I just said you were beautiful” Eminem, Echo Bad Meets Evil

Before I get all mean and nasty AHEM, how about wanting to fuck Parvin and Zoi “Testing It All.” What about Dakota Skye “Come To My Room” and Little Val. I swear there is something about these petite girls. Did I ever tell you about the time I figured Little Lupe would get me arrested?

Since I’m no longer talking about schoolgirls, what about Momokun and Tifa Lockhart. I still imagine Momokun’s Yabbos are Cherry’s. She wants guys to think of her as a young schoolgirl and her Mum wow.

So yeah class, did you learn… A Class In Will.

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Gospel 055 ~Got To Be Will~

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Nobody is ever “real” with me, it’s like everyone is a magician, and I’m an audience of one watching them disappear. I’m left echoing, “how’d they do that?” One reason I listen to so much music. “Got To Be Will,” but what about anyone else.

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

Gospel 055 ~Got To Be Will~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, I am a lover and friend, and the best daddy. Yeah, I also sound like a particular Will Smith song. Of course, I’ll never say anything negative about the guy, and you know why that is. I’m being me, My Love, I got to be Will. That’s why I love you so much. As always, another song AHEM, that’s all I “Ask Of You.” I know this week has only just begun, but I’m wishing I’d stayed in bed. Geez, I’m going to sound like one of my Spotify playlists, but would you lie with me?

I tell you I need space one day, and the next, I need you to never let me go. Yeah, I got “Issues,” and how many songs is that? I’m around 7 so far but darling “Stay With Me,” please. It’s not like I can hear anyone else and “You’re All I Need To Get By.” Are you annoyed yet? I choose every single day to share my life with you. Now, this is something I can never diminish. My firstborn has his Trump-like loyalty to me. Um, that’s scary. The kids aren’t going anywhere so soon. They grow up so fast I always hear. But “Only You” baby girl… It’s not the fact that you choose to be with me though you have, and I am forever grateful. You know I believe that “Your Love Is My Drug.” I could blurt out 1 Corinthians or talk about all your heart, soul, and mind. Yeah, me and my pride again.

If today were Thursday, and what have I said about scheduling “relations?” I can’t help it as it comes with the job. Well, Kagney Linn Karter on the set called Dane Cross her Superman. Again I look at all I have lost, the many friends, the motivation, the money, and why? I’m a moron, a misanthropist, I mention the likes of Kagney Linn Karter. My Love, I am no hero, most days I don’t consider myself a good man though it’s nice to hear you call me one. I’m only Will, and if I am to be real with you, I’m asking, would you be too. Hell, didn’t we settle this with an I Do, I Will, or something to that effect? Yes, and still I ask always, “I Wanna Know,” Got To Be Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 050 ~GTW Great Teacher Will~

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Well, my day was ruined sometime this afternoon, and when I woke up from the humiliations galore, l I felt like I was back in school, and that sucked. Only until I was introduced to Tenchi Muyo and other Japanese anime. “GTW Great Teacher Will.”

Thursday, August 20, 2020

Gospel 050 ~GTW Great Teacher Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so you would think I could let some things go. Yeah I know right, even with that kind of money I would agonize over everything. Dirty Diana, I was feeling all the more, hot and bothered before this afternoon. It explains why I’m speaking to you so late tonight. I was sleeping off the “humiliations galore” from the Day Job. Much like school, a long, long time ago, I got fucked pretty hard. Not literally, no fun, but is it any wonder I want my career to be all about fucking. Um so yeah schoolgirls.

If I had to mark the foundations of porn, keeping in mind this one man’s humble opinion. Hentai, Schoolgirls, Sadism, Delivery. Also focusing on my introduction to sex Diana. That was somewhere between Princess Ayeka. Also, my mother’s Victoria’s Secret catalogs. There was also my dad’s collection of porno. Don’t get me started on my “Daddy Issues,” but it might also explain why I don’t look at black women too often. I wore one of those tapes out in the VCR. Not that I don’t like black women as was hinted at. Lacey Duvalle “How Convenient…,” Jenna Foxx “My Sister’s Hot Friend.” Cassidy Banks “Teachers Assistant Gets Fucked” and so on. There’s also what I think of as my fifth column fetishes, stuff libel to be trouble. So, Rebecca’s Backyard from Marvel Charm, for example.

Anyway, we’re over halfway in and so again, schoolgirls. I swear Dirty Diana from Erotica, Hentai, Scenes, it’s so damn easy. Low-Hanging fruit, some might say. Should I be disgusted with myself? I’m still thinking about Maika Monroe, aka Clare from “The Stranger” on Quibi. Besides looking a bit like Sophie Turner and the scenes of her in bed. It was the schoolgirl story, criminal, offensive, and hot as Hell for what little there was. Then there was the idea that she recanted her story, the teacher made her shut-up.

The last time I ever thought about being a teacher was with GTO: Great Teacher Onizuka. If I wanted to be a student, it would be on Gokusen with Kumiko Yamaguchi and Shizuka Fujiyama. Did I mention I like Japan?

Anyway, long story short. Uniforms, a position of authority, daisy fresh girls (legal age), of course. Talk about all day, every day, that fetish ain’t leaving, GTW Great Teacher Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 048 ~Will Needs His Space~

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I get pretty tongue-tied when I talk to women, and then I go ahead and write something like this… It’s a reason I wanted to be an astronaut when I was a kid, and people call me a headcase. Will Needs His Space.

Tuesday, August 18, 2020

Gospel 048 ~Will Needs His Space~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so how can I be mad? Well, I know quite a few Republicans that hate so much more. Only I don’t want to speak about hate because I love you. Talk about Doublethink, I tell you all the time you take my breath away. Sometimes it’s like I’ll overflow with everything about you. Today though, it was like being in love with the stars, how high can I go. It was like loving a grave. Make no mistake, I would die for you. I was reminded of that poem Suicide’s Note.

“The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.” –

Langston Hughes

You’re not “Equipped” to be loved this much. Well, you did marry me, after all. Now you know I come out of nowhere with my music, but today I want to share my favorite song with you, one anyway. It’s called Moondust (Stripped; EP Version) by Jamyes Young. He sings about burying his love, and for some reason, this stands out to me. It’s not only because of my novel. I named “The Business,” “The Moondust.” I’ve been thinking about how many friends I’ve lost and how I’m always afraid that someday you’ll leave. One wrong word, and it’ll be like something out of the movie “Pontypool.” You say I’m a hard man to know, and I want to be so close but not today. Hell all the movies, music, my manuscript, to tell you the truth. Okay then, I’m mad as Hell, My Love.

That’s what I’m burying, this rage that I feel at so many that I know it would send you running. As the song goes, I bury my love to give the world to you. I won’t have you rob me of my hate, but I can’t give it to you.

I bury my tears everywhere else but not where you can see them. A man ain’t supposed to cry; yeah, another song. I need to lie down, though, and I don’t know if you or my firstborn could help me.


I bury myself in my work… no, not like that. Let me work harder or, as people say, all work and no play. I need some awesome video game carnage, and does that make me sound like a kid again.

Now that’s what I won’t do? I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that. I keep burying the man I am, and for what? I love you.

Only Will Needs His Space.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 043 ~A Doc Or Will~

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Last week, I said something to the tune of “livin’ on a prayer,” quoting yet another song *AHEM* “she’s the girl all the bad guys want.” Well, not this bad guy, not anymore, if anything, I need “A Doc Or Will.”

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Gospel 043 ~A Doc Or Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but what does that do for a broken heart? No, I refuse to flatter her like that. I’ll say my wounded pride and a case of blue balls. Today I can say I’m NOT “Ready For Love” as the song goes. What are the chances of Sexual Healing, these days? It was only yesterday I got that Seafoam Dress from Enchanted Bikinis, minus the girl. Hell, it’s like I’m telling myself I deserve better because of MILF Tres… Sorry, Dirty Diana. I don’t want to sound mean. Indeed, I’m deaf, dumb, and slow, so STUPID.

It’s why I haven’t ever considered becoming a doctor. Now, if you promised me Takeuchi Nanami from Kojin Taxi? Yeah, that’s what I need, more ideas of what to buy on Amazon. Here I go, attempting to inoculate myself with porn. These days though, I’m more disgusted. What do I get from playing, Call me a LEGEND for days on end? All on the grounds of wanting to see Lareina and Rachel’s Yabbos? I never will, but of course, there are other Yabbos I’ll never see again. For now, it’s the same routine, blocks after having been blocked ha. I’ve never been one for damage control. If anything, schoolgirls are more my speed, not naughty nurses with the exception up above. I could go into some pretty twisted fantasies but again, not in the mood.

One more reason to tie girls up with something more than their underwear. My how chains and whips excite me. Well more the links, but I’ve wasted enough money on fast food today. I should invest in a ball gag, but still stuffing panties down someone’s throat is pretty sweet. Do I sound sick to you, Dirty Diana? I’ve been rereading W. Anton’s book, well ten minutes of it anyway, and it says, to be direct. It also talks about not having to chase money and success for women. All of this for tomorrow, hmm?

Tonight it’s like I’m dying and no not because of some woman. I’m fighting the ghosts of my past, and nothing shuts them up more than the moans of the living. It’s so much I want to show you, but it’s getting late, Dirty Diana. Two days of No FAP, so my energy is nil. No Sexual Healing, do I need A Doc Or Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 041 ~Will, You Button Up~

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The beginning of a new week and even now I don’t want to talk about it. Every word I say… at least tonight, I don’t have to bother with a poem. I’m also keeping my pants firmly buttoned, or tied, sweat pants. “Will, You Button Up”

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Gospel 041 ~Will, You Button Up~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and that’s because I push buttons for a living. I have those of my characters, my customers; yours Cara mia. Funny, I should bring up Gomez Addams’s pet name for his wife. I ask you plenty of things, but today the question is, are you afraid? I know that I am. Now before I burst into a rendition of that’s all I ask of you, I have some demands. I would do Anything for Love, but I will not be made a fool of. My Love, you must have courage. What I am learning again is this. I will not beg.

You want to know what scares me? One day I’m going to return home and have to ring my own freaking doorbell. Baby girl, you know my views on cursing. Anyway, the point is I think someday you’ll go and change the locks on me and I don’t know why. It might be some other guy hell some girl than is buttoning up, my kids for school. The idea that my family might be taken away from me well. You’ve seen me with my Firstborn, and you know what I would do to protect every little hair on his head. It horrifies me, the thought of something happening to you, Baby Doll. Ask any friend, ask my father, who I hope you’ll never meet. When I say the word “always,” I mean it. Sticking with my musical motif, I would fight, lie, walk the wire, and die for you. Should I shut-up or button up?

One of my heroes, Dennis Hof, he talked about being “mother fucked.” Pardon my language, but what he said was that when a person betrayed him, they stopped existing. What if you asked me to give up my dreams? To send it all crashing down at the push of a button? My Love if with this life I did it “My Way,” I would never button my pants again. There is no way I would leave this bed being with you. Didn’t one of The Beatles pull that off? Which brings me to today or indeed last night. One more friend gone, blocked, deleted, gone. When I dared to speak of it, somebody else disappeared. Will I be a man of courage or a hard man to know? Will you say, “Will, You Button Up?”

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 036 ~Six Feet Of Will~

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Last week I talked some about PMO, uh yeah back to square one or day one and what about MILFs Uno, Dos, and now Tres. One doesn’t speak to me, two blocked me, and three, I’m living on a prayer. “Six Feet Of Will,” hell seven inches or more.

Thursday, August 6, 2020

Gospel 036 ~Six Feet Of Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so you wouldn’t think I’d be so forgetful. From the look of past conversations, this day would seem unimpressive. Dirty Diana, it’s only “Another Day,” as I would say at the Day Job. Today though, is the day I realized I lost her. The Basic Bitch and as usual, this was at night while my dick was hard. If only I knew then my days would get harder. It was the same with the Rainbow Girl, MILF Dos and more. So today, why not talk about the things that shouldn’t get me hot and bothered.

Of course, there are my enemies… Well, I shouldn’t call them that, I mean it’s not like I hate them. As I said, today was a bit off, and I found the Basic Bitch by accident. I bet she would get off knowing that I still ogle her body. It would probably disgust MILF Dos. I remember being in the shower, thinking about her in her sports bras. All the time, moaning “Dirty Mom Tits.” I actually have pictures of those fantastic Yabbos she sent. While Okay and Cherry never officially blocked me, I have a picture of Okay naked. Hell, I would kill to see Cherry’s Yabbos, no doubt.

Speaking of friends, I have seen or wanted to see naked. I was so close to M Anime. One of these days she’s going to wind up hating me. Can I say how annoying it is when girls talk to you like you’re their gay best friend sometimes? No problem with gay people, only I’m not. MILF Tres doesn’t treat me as such. For the record, Okay is MILF Uno, Capital A is MILF Dos; (killing me with that body of hers). Special K (cereal or Breakin’ movies) is MILF Tres. I got a shot at fucking her… I hope.

After women who more than likely hate my guts and moms, what’s left? There are dirty stories that happen to be true. I talked about Court once, one more reason I couldn’t be a cop. Do you remember Rainey Summer Day from The Five? Yeah, that was fiction, but I still FAP to her stories, mainly fucking her “step-dad” reverse cowgirl (drools). Sigh, like Trump, I can’t talk about Russia…

Oh yeah, I still want to have a threesome to have Six Feet Of Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 034 ~Will Hits New Lowe’s~

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Last night, yet again different woman, same situation as in me, saying something I shouldn’t have. My kid and I hate sudden loud noises, but everyone seems to hate anything I have to say. “Will Hits New Lowe’s,” how do I soundproof my life?

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Gospel 034 ~Will Hits New Lowe’s~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so we have our home with our own private beach. We also have a house out in the woods with a crystal blue lake out front. Now keeping in mind that I can’t swim. You also know how I am about feet. There’s also the fact that while I don’t hate sand, like Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. I only tolerate it… Okay, let me start over because I’m putting my foot in my mouth. Let’s talk about something like household repair, hmm.

Yeah, what would I know about that? I’m only looking to make noise, I guess. Much like my writing, I’m more about looking the part. I need a decent pair of work boots because I’m sure I’ll do a lot of stomping around, running away. Hell, one will end up in my ass. Excuse my language, Baby Doll, me and my big mouth, and that’s my problem. Last night I talked about never lying to you. There are things I don’t want to tell you. No matter what, though, I always end up hurting you, even texting. Might as well have a clean phone. As the song goes, Love Is An Open Door, yet I need more of them and locks. What, am I trying to find someplace to hide from you Love? Like the horror movies I love, the monster gets the girl or the hero, and I’m not sure which I am on any given day. I’m trying to build us a home.

One more reason I’m a billionaire, so I can pay someone else to do it. I’m sure I could use a paintbrush only don’t hold me to that. Christian Grey’s playroom shone red, but with ours, I want to “Paint It, Black.” The only time I don’t worry about words, albeit a safeword. You know how “chains and whips excite me” well, us isn’t that right, Baby Girl. The things I want to learn for both of us. I can’t change a tire; I know a little bit about changing the oil. I’m nobody when it comes to plumbing… in a house. I love my firstborn like pancakes, but I couldn’t build a doghouse. I’m no farmer, but with things as of now, I’m going to have to learn more than growing black roses too.

Not avoiding you Love but talking Will Hits New Lowe’s.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 029 ~When Will Finds Pieces~

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As the song goes, don’t know what you got till it’s gone. Is that what “PMO” is to me? It’s been nearly a whole month, not that I’m missing the “P” part but MO are driving me up the wall. Give me some peace or a piece. When Will Finds Peace

Thursday, July 30, 2020

Gospel 029 ~When Will Finds Pieces~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but there is still no peace to be found. As always, I remain greedy as all Hell. There’s always more girls to love or more girl to love. Only it is not this day Dirty Diana. Now before I get all into “sexy time,” I’m 32 Days into NO FAP.

Yesterday I was all into Yabbos, Tits, Dirty Pillows um Dirty Mom Tits, and yes, I still miss MILF Dos. The fact is, these days I’m noticing every part of a girl. Usually, I’m one for the whole package, and isn’t that how it should be? Still going this long… hell, it’s like I’m appreciating every bit of a girl. I was even looking at Cherry’s nail polish, and all I have been thinking about are hand-jobs and cumming on a pretty face. I don’t know why I thought this up, but my mind pulled Jaime Pressly out from that movie Ringmaster. It could have been from DOA: Dead or Alive. Dirty Diana, I can’t quite put my finger on it, other than the fact she was with black guys in both. Make no mistake Dirty Diana. I will always be a breast man. It is sweet, albeit infuriating when you have so many places you want to cum, though.

Which brings me to Momokun. Yes, I want to fuck her, but nine out of ten, she is reminding me of Cherry. I would tell you who MILF Dos reminds me of, but do I really want that exposure? Anyway, bigger is better, or so THEY say. The strange thing is, every submissive outfit I buy is for someone, Tifa Lockhart’s, Aerith Gainsborough’s, Cindy Aurum’s size. Yes, I’ve been lost in Final Fantasy Porn again even tonight. However, maybe I do that because I really want to see Cherry’s Yabbos, so why bother buying clothes?

Because it brings me peace? I’ve often brought up Dark Notes and how Emeric Marceaux bought stuff for Ivory when he couldn’t have her. Rainey Summer Day drove a plethora of men crazy. Again someone said that a girl should make your dick hard and not your life. M Anime has undoubtedly been doing that when it comes to my dick at least. Mention sex and see how quickly a man will respond… my afternoon.

So many pieces big and small… When Will Finds Pieces.

I Will Have No Fear