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Log 281 ~Will’s Feat Of Love~

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I would die before I let anyone harm my furry son. Now when I have a bigger family of my own well, I’m already making preparations, I’ve got the house, and I’m getting weapons as they say “all’s fair in love and war.” “Will’s Feat Of Love.”

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Log 281 ~Will’s Feat Of Love~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I still wouldn’t buy one of those bubble balls for myself. I always remember the distance I traveled, the feet that came after, and the fear of defeat. Love and war as they say. I will say I believe more in the former because the latter would mean to be without you. Now I could go all Final Fantasy X Chappu on you. Yeah, I haven’t been playing many video games in our isolation. I have my other ladylove in life, writing. Only one more way to protect you, Babygirl.

“Chappu also said to me… That being with your girl is good… But keeping Sin far away from her is better.”

Luzzu, Final Fantasy X

For a few days, all I’ve wanted to say is, well, like when we first met. I Want to Hold Your Hand.” Instead, I’m Ethan Hawke, a.k.a. James Sandin from The Purge (2013). I’m checking out all the arsenal, adding on. The weight of such things, the meaning still freaks me out. Then there’s the wait, again I’m reminded of our first date. You won’t like me saying this, but I was sick, stressed out, and you know, silent. The hallmark of our marriage because I’m a hard man to know. Am I scared of dying? Sadly, the answer is still no. But the idea of us never being close, though? How much closer can we get? I see the signs everywhere now. Stay 6 feet apart all the time, and yes, I’m still thinking about that lady yelling at me the other day. There was also Cherry talking about it. What about the businesses that I run every day?

Loving me is like something out of Containment. You’re the Katie to my Jake, and the shower curtain separates us. You’re the Teresa to my Xander, and I want to do right by you, but there’s everything, sickness, other people, your mother. Hmm, that’s a marriage stereotype somehow. I’m Lex, you’re Jana, and I want to keep everything from falling apart. You can see why I love paws so much. Our furry son hates anyone touching them, but still, I walk him, lift him, let him lay wherever. Now I’m being honest, but here’s a secret Love… feet freak me out. Don’t ask me what it is, but I avoid them. It could be seeing the movie Boomerang, I would have been eight when it came out ha. Anyway, living For The Love Of You always. Will’s Feat Of Love.

I Will Have No Fear

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.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 274 ~Will My Love End~

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I’ve always wanted to believe in unconditional love, love everlasting, and well, I’m kind of greedy when it comes to love. I hoard it like toilet paper, hand sanitizer, and bullets. “Will My Love End,” not if I can help it, please don’t give up on me

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Log 274 ~Will My Love End~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and I can probably tell you where I got the first dollar I ever made. When I was a tot, there was a time I believed $300.00 would solve all my problems. I said the words, “if there is any money you’re not using, can I have it?” Besides you, my dæmon, and our other children, I hated when others would touch me. For the almighty dollar, though, I was doling out hugs for profit, which explains my views in business. Anyway, I can remember the first time I “fell in love,” but it’s only been in that which I’m scared it will all someday end.

What would be the proper answer, Babygirl? Love never ends, isn’t that in the Bible somewhere. You know I’m not a man of God though I do have particular views. My Love for the family we have made is indeed endless. Even if I fall in days such as these, and I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be so morbid today, possibly. Again during this time, a man has to think of the future. Only I don’t want to be like one of those men who forgets his Anniversary, your birthday, Valentine’s Day. My Olds attempted to raise a man, a southern gentleman at best. Still, I rather forget about how screwed up I was when trying to “court” you. My Love, I choose to forget about my fears even to this very day that one day you might “wake up.” Remember Steve Carell’s wife in Seeking a Friend for the End of the World?

So today I want to be happy sitting here with you watching that film. I want to check on my businesses and having you right by my side. I built this world for us, so I would never have to leave it, but what if we did? I still hate my father, but he is there for my mother, and I will be there for you. If I got infected, bit, or anything, I trust you’ll do the right thing. We could lose our minds together, walk this Earth together, end it together, that’s all I want. If we were ever separated, would I have it in me to find you again? Our atoms like Will to his Lyra, His Dark Materials, a fantastic series.

Never, Will My Love End.

I Will Have No Fear

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 267 ~Will It Be Easier~

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I heard in a movie a man only needs someone to love, a dreamy thought, but I’m still greedy and a bit of a control freak, and am I strange that I figured the end of the world would be different, so this isn’t it. Will It Be Easier

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Log 267 ~Will It Be Easier~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I’m no hero. In times such as these, there are no capes, but I see the truck drivers. People are working in retail. I still lament my local history for the record shudders. My Love, there are doctors. It’s only day two of us being in, well besides to let all the kids out. We’ve seen the restaurants, though. I’m sure the farmers are still at it. The garbagemen are working, and do we have neighbors? There are helpers all around us, but as always, I want so much more.

I thank them all but why couldn’t I have met you sooner. I’ll admit I haven’t read much these days, but I remember. If The Hunger Games, Divergent, Article 5 have taught me anything. There is always a 17-year-old girl, waiting to save us. Ask me again, why are daughters got named Katniss, Tris, and Ember? Hoping they take after you, baby doll. At the same time, a man like me dates way out of his league. You’re the Maggie to my Glenn, the Red to my 10K, my Alicia Clark. I’m Christian Grey enough to admit I have a thing for brunettes. Still, I only have eyes for you, and maybe that’s why the world doesn’t look so bleak. Why there is no place that I would rather be than home. There’s a method to my madness, my anxiety wanting everything under our roof.

It’s also easier to write about things other than the end of the world. I don’t think this is strange enough. Yet, most of my stories involve a man locked in with a bunch of beautiful women. I didn’t see my wife and kids being in the cards but call it karma. So about the question, will it be easier? Besides Indiana Gone, you’re the only woman that knows about how serious I take The Walking Dead. What about Fear TWD, Z Nation, Contagion, Containment, pretty much anything George Romero? I guess I’m also thinking about Jericho, with people arming up, but like I said two days of isolation so far. SIGH, would it be easier escaping all the voices, would the words I love you be enough? Again I’m greedy. I want to share with Indiana Gone, her hubby, and kids, all our friends.

With so much love, baby girl, Will It Be Easier?

I Will Have No Fear

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 260 ~It’s Called Love Will~

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The good news I’m not binging on toilet paper, I got enough for me, ha. While my kid, well, he has his puppy pads and grass, but the bad news isn’t I have come down with the love bug of a romantic sort. It’s Called Love Will.

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Log 260 ~It’s Called Love Will~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, that’s something I won’t keep a secret. Neither is the fact that I hate my father. My Love, I’ve said before as Meat Loaf sang, I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that. What, reconcile with my father, give away my firstborn, give up on my dreams? Anyway, as much as I despise him, and the fact that he abused my mom, cheated on her, and other things.

The thing is when she’s hurt or sick; he’s been there, always. I want to do the same, I will, babydoll. Let me be the Francesco to your Graziana if you’ll have me, My Love.

You can thank The Gargoyle for that reference. It’s a coincidence that I’m reading a story set during the Black Death while we live in the Plague Era. One more reason to make money before we’re all trapped inside. Of course, you know me so well, for me it’s paradise. Now I’m not sick with the Coronavirus (COVID-19), but I’m no fun when I’m out for the count. You’ll tell me it can’t be healthy to watch movies like Contagion, Daybreak, and Maggie. I’ll binge on The Walking Dead and Containment. How will you ever cope? I’ve talked about how love is often akin to dying. I don’t talk enough; you take my breath away. My knees get weak; my heart skips a beat, I’m falling for you, all over again. Don’t even get me started on calling you an angel, and here I want to go to heaven now.

I can’t say I know what to do when you get sick. Like my father, I sat with my mom, but that’s all I knew. There’s a friend of mine. Now when she had “women issues,” I bought her a ton of chocolate, gave her a blanket, and we watched movies. When it was My Dæmon, I stayed up all night, cradling him and reading something more “family-friendly.” I can tell you; I’ll be right here with you. One thing with me being such a baby, nothing phases me but to see you in pain or sick? A conversation for another time when it comes to the pain, but I did cringe when my son cried out because of a tick in his ear. I don’t know what terror awaits us, dear zombie apocalypse partner.

Together, It’s Called Love Will.

I Will Have No Fear

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.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 253 ~Willing Form Of Excess~

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As the song goes, why didn’t I say, the things I needed to say, in a way I guess I’m following suit with everyone else, and the truth shall set you free, of the mortal coil that is, falling in love SIGH. Willing Form Of Excess, yep it’s too much

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Log 253 ~Willing Form Of Excess~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and as always, I want more. My Love, my heart exists in the seven pounds of fluff, that is, My Firstborn. I could hold it my IPad or Kindle when I get a new one, of course. At one point, it could fit like the chocolate on my pillow. My heart is the boom in my ears with whatever I choose to listen to. I could keep it in my wallet, in my pocket, it is every word on the screen. This heart of mine, baby girl, could fit on a computer screen, and I wanted so badly to see it in the mirror. Then one day SUDDENLY, I met you.

Yes, I like Billy Ocean, but ahem that’s beside the point. Sometimes I think I’m drowning in you baby doll. Have you ever noticed that love is always akin to dying? Knees get weak, can’t catch your breath, falling? Butterflies in your stomach, silence, fly away. I could go on, but love seems scary, painful, and torturous. So you think I’m running away from you and the children. I’ve said I’ll never be one of those men with a “Man Cave,” I prefer a Study. Okay, I will have a TV and video games. Anyway, my point is and I’ve said this enough I am afraid if you ever got to know everything. If you knew what I spent three hours today looking up? You know my businesses, my writings, my dreams, but I am a greedy such and such.

Running, I’ll admit to that, but as the song goes, take me as I am, take my life, who am I, Robin Hood? Now, If I were yours indeed, as you are mine, my heart, like the Grinch, grows three times. My Love, there wouldn’t be room for everything I feel for you and our family. I’ve said I would not destroy my vision, not even for you. I’m all Tangled with you being my New Dream. To share this with you, to never burn it away but to bathe in it. You’re my mermaid, my siren, my tsunami, and did I mention I never learned to swim. Worse is I know who I am, what I am, and like Edward, to Bella, I want to protect your soul. There is a reason I’ve always liked good girls, innocent, pure.

I build this world even greater, More, for love of you, Willing Form Of Excess.

“You’ll never be just anything. A tsunami can never be ‘just’ a wave.”
“Get off my chin.”
“I like that about you. Waves are banal. Tsunamis reshape the Earth. Under the right circumstances, even entire civilizations.”
I blink.
“You’re going to be one hell of a woman one day” Iced

I Will Have No Fear

Log 248 ~And Will’s Sentence Is~

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I’m not a BETA, better yet I’m not a BETA READER, but for someone who knows disdain for most of my words, there are plenty of people saying, “Hey Listen” like their Navi and I’m Link. “And Will’s Sentence Is,” well, it’s usually smut, but it’s honest

Thursday, March 5, 2020

Log 248 ~And Will’s Sentence Is~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and it starts with writing. Yes, I still intend to make my money much like Dennis Hof. Yet, I want to write a bestseller, and how is that getting along nowadays? I’ve learned that besides great sex, some men only want to be heard. Now that goes for everyone. We want a voice. I ask a lot of women Dirty Diana, sometimes too much, I understand. Words, though, are all I have, and yes, sometimes I take them for granted. I say bad things? Only to be ignored Dirty Diana, silence is a fierce weapon.

Okay, so none of this sounds sexy. Dammit, I’m not playing the ALPHA MALE right now. I won’t be a BETA, though, more to the point a BETA READER. That’s the crux of what’s bothering me these days. I’ve said before I like making women feel good, and do you know why. When women are pleased, so am I. The thing is I’m pleasing women and what am I getting out of it, Dirty Diana. Read my story, she says, praise my poem, tell me I’m pretty and what about me, hmm? My prose, you don’t have to read it, publish your poetry not that I care, be the pervert so I can laugh. I’m a sadist, I enjoy punishments but fuck how I will praise. I refuse to serve out a sentence where that’s all I do, so some girl can tell me where some guy can put his penis. I am so done.

I know that road, Dirty Diana. There was a time I wrote for “gentlemen,” and next thing you know, some girl is losing her panties. The same thing said with my face is a fucking jail sentence. Like I said pervert, and in some cases, yes, I’m skeevy. Even now, I don’t want to sound mean, but why not. It beats begging, didn’t I say that before I’m whining. Dirty Diana, I have no qualms about paying a woman for her body. To possess her mind, though, to know yeah, I’m a dick, but I want to please. Well, rage, rage, dying of the light, and all that which I failed today because I’m so stressed out. The truest sentence, I know, “No, I’m not your Beta-reader, what about me?”

My silence, smut, some shame, what. And Will’s Sentence Is

I Will Have No Fear