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Gospel 063 ~When Will Cleans House~

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I was a “Hero,” before and this week, I’m only the janitor of the house, and while I wish it was for a good cause. Nah, my Old Man is coming. Hope, I don’t die. My lil sis was in quarantine, and now my Father wants to drop by? When Will Cleans House?

Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Gospel 063 ~When Will Cleans House~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means I can afford a maid. I’ll admit I drove my last cleaning lady away, asking to see her Yabbos. That’s embarrassing enough. How about my BFF Indiana Gone? When she would come over, I went into a freaking cleaning frenzy. Hell, she told me once that she liked my shrimp pasta, and if I made her some, she’d give me a blowjob. Will he cook, will he clean, will he order takeout, options? All the above. Which brings me to today. The best maid in the world is a man thinking he’ll get laid.

What have I been doing instead of talking to you? I’m proud to say I’ve never been given a swirly. However, this morning I had my head in two toilets. I washed the dishes, cleared out some sex toys. As we speak, I should still be at it. Of course, My Dæmon is all confused. He misses Indiana Gone as do I. Talk about one in a million, and I still speak to her, that’s something. Now before I get into Yabbos or make another mess, I can’t help but contemplate what it takes for me to get it up… to clean. I swear I have been sitting in squalor for months. Inspector Echo, the plague is still upon us, the Coronavirus (COVID-19). It’s like donning clean underwear just in case you die. If I kept talking to MILF Tres, I would have gotten around to doing something sooner. Now we have what I can’t talk about at all, Echo.

Death, though, my “father” is coming over today with a mattress. If he shows up, it might as well be with a coffin. A sad state of affairs, believing he is trying to kill me and so close to The DAY. My sister was in quarantine, and now my “father” wants to show up, hmm?

One way or another, it looks like I’ll end up on my back. Am I getting my house in order? Once again, I have the time. Only on top of cleaning and chatting away, I’m burying myself in depravity. I’ve been commenting on a new English girl because ain’t nobody thinking about Cherry. There’s been drooling around the Boobless Wonder and Tifa Lockhart. Damn, they both remind me of “HER.”

Doubt “Dad” will check my laptop or closet, stuff, and thangs… When Will Cleans House.

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Gospel 060 ~Willing To Be Disappointed~

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Looks like my Bipolar instincts are at it again, last week was smiling. For this one, well, I can’t say I have seen many happy people, but I only want one and my furry kid as always. Willing To Be Disappointed

Sunday, August 30, 2020

Gospel 060 ~Willing To Be Disappointed~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but you are gearing up for disappointment. What the Hell were you thinking this morning? More like what was I thinking last night, since it hasn’t been twelve hours yet. What time is it again, and you’re where? How about how do you feel right now. Disheveled, discombobulated, a bit disappointed? Yeah, the D has already popped out once since Freya Tingley in No Way to Live (2016). Talk about a message in a sex scene. While you can’t imagine no Yabbos ever, what can you live with?

The Day Job SIGH. I ask you again, where are you? How did you waste all this time that you had, and you didn’t look at your novel? Of course, you’re going to “be tha first one to bomb and cuss” as Tupac put it. Still, you have only yourself to blame. My damned entertainment because, well, I didn’t finish everything in The Walking Dead. I thought you would wake up this morning. So much for the “Starbucks theory” as you drank it, had a bite, and after a half-hour of Call me a LEGEND, you fell asleep. Disappointment again is the primary emotion. I remember being back in school so “in love” with you know who. I can’t live without her yeah right, but every day I was a failure, and every week there’s Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 012 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton
    Failed

Do you need even more failures? Here’s what we can’t talk about. If anything, it was scrapping my NO FAP 19-day streak that kept me from doing something stupid. Saying hello? On with the music, “But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo,” so you keep quiet right now. Still, the neighbor lady wouldn’t have that. It’s an excuse I know but maybe having to call her back after leaving a note on my door. Wasn’t that all sorts of “particular” of me, and now you have to face more at the Day Job as I didn’t finish my book. Not reading or writing ever, ha. Only I’m no showman. No, you’re not like Chadwick Boseman. If you died today, no one would care. I don’t mean to be so bleak but only factual, which if I learned anything is not always wanted. Like Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton

So do I have any final advice or sage wisdom? Keep your pants on but be Willing To Be Disappointed.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 058 ~Will’s General Day Passions~

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Last week I asked the question, what inspires you, well besides the usual and you know I wish I could I say money but here I am still sitting in bed. Um, I have time to watch soap operas, only I’m staying off that horse “Will’s General Day Passions.”

Friday, August 28, 2020

Gospel 058 ~Will’s General Day Passions~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, damn that will. My apologies for the swear, but second the reference might escape you. It’s from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, their “Damn That Lazlow!” Now I was pretty big on soap operas um once upon a time. Yeah, I want to bang Lexi Ainsworth and Haley Pullos. Do you know Kelly Monaco was in Playboy? The only thing I’ve been reading since it’s on my coffee table; at least the Eileen Kelly cover. What about collecting a decade’s worth of Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issues?

Okay, so do I need more excuses for not doing what I need to do? Again while I did watch soap operas, I have never seen an episode of Days of Our Lives. I did watch Passions and General Hospital. Both became more of a chore than a form of joy, by God the stress. That’s why I’m always on the search for pleasure. My how I so wish you were the first person on my mind this morning. Lady Sophia, that’s not even me. I’m nowhere near being the best daddy, but you know my Dæmon, my firstborn is my alpha and omega. Yet Hell is where I’m going. With all the soap opera starlets I want in my bed, every day begins with porn. A guy thanked me for a tip on Teen Kasia. Of course, another plaid skirt came calling, Kristen Scott in Back To School. Bella Throne scammed her fans… nudity.

I’m about to be a year older, um, okay, so I’ve been reading W. Anton. As much as I would like to, I won’t finish “that” thought. Hell, let me stop myself. Before, I start treating Yabbos like “champagne wishes and caviar dreams.” My stories to tell. Not like the ones I imagine each and every night, which usually go like this. Like Hanna, “I’ll do better next time.” The Hanna that would get me into some trouble but what I’ll agree with Trump on… Russian women. He wants my vote, Melody Parker Bipartisan Bonage. I told M. Anime the yesterday, she must be sick of me bringing sex into everything. Yeah, Lady Sophia, a girl mentions sex slaves, and I’m wrong. Anyway, why aren’t I working on my novels then? What about Gulp? How about writing HAPPY once, honestly?

Night’s for Fairy Tales, but days, Will’s General Day Passions.

“People think focus means saying yes to the thing you’ve got to focus on. But that’s not what it means at all. It means saying no to the hundred other good ideas that there are. You have to pick carefully. I’m actually as proud of the things we haven’t done as the things I have done. Innovation is saying no to 1,000 things.”
Steve Jobs

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Gospel 053 ~Cheshire These Moments Will~

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When’s the last time I smiled at something or someone that wasn’t being really stupid or sexy. Either way, I get hot, and people end up resenting me, so that’s why I like my mask. Shutting up, not validating stupidity. Cheshire These Moments Will yep

Sunday, August 23, 2020

Gospel 053 ~Cheshire These Moments Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and you will be too if you read every day. Examples, Cheshire is the name of some town in England. There’s also Connecticut, Massachusetts, and so on.

Yeah, the last thing you need this morning is to start thinking of some Yabbos. Especially Misha Cross’s Yabbos. She’s from Poland right, but Jim Slip is from the U.K. and the way he lives his life (drool). Jim Slip, Old Matt, and Dennis Hof may he R.I.P. Okay, you don’t need to be down today, so smile, well try.

After that dream I had last night, be careful what you wish for. I was in Japan and, don’t ask me why but it reminded me of that King of the Hill episode. Anyway, I know about sliding doors, and I was in the bathroom, and then a few of my teeth fell out. Then more started falling, and it was sort of like inception, a dream within a dream. Hell, I wanted my teeth back. Next thing, I woke up in my bed, SIGH. Now yesterday, I told myself stop smiling like a Cheshire Cat. Whataburger, Buffalo Wild Wings, Walmart once again “Humiliations Galore.”

Yes, I know, I’m trying today to show gratefulness, gratitude, and an overall sense of goodness. There’s such beauty in the world. That’s what I want to share today, friend. You got two biscuits for free after Whataburger screwed up. Walmart gave you coffee… it’s decent. Of course, it always comes back to sexiness. Only when you smile, it doesn’t have to be because you are embarrassed at everything. You don’t have to grin at stupid people but at sexy people. One more good thing about living in the plague era, another habit to break. So what if you want to live your life like S.Wolf, Todd Michaels, or Eric Vall. You could be like Dollydicker and Shasta_23. What about all those artists with their 3D models, the people at Realdoll, or StudioFow? Of course, there are Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 012 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton
    Failed

I wish you could say you’re smiling at the thought that you accomplished #1. Yeah, I know what you’re beaming at if only to make sure your crooked teeth are still there. Cut me some slack being grateful ain’t easy. Still entertaining Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 012 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton

You didn’t wake up on time, but you got up at all. Porn but NO FAP; Cheshire These Moments Will

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Gospel 051 ~Willy, My Muse Too~

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What inspires you? Anyone that knows me can answer that in one word, so then the question becomes, why aren’t I writing? Even now, I can feel the call for sleep, for dreams, and it must be something pretty creative. Willy, My Muse Too?

Friday, August 21, 2020

Gospel 051 ~Willy, My Muse Too~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but it’s not because of puns or even sex. Are there any billionaires in the adult entertainment genre? No, last night was all about porno, and I should really find out how much I’m paying per month. I still want to add Quibi on top of that? Yes, I’m again retelling myself the story of The Stranger. Also, there’s Titan A.E. I told you that’s how I get to sleep each night. No matter how sleepy I am, I need a tale. I could try to create magic, and that’s where my muse decides to fill up my bed again SIGH.

How dare I am I right? There are nine Greek muses, and here I am with six that I found in a brothel, no offense, dear Lady Sophia. Funny, I wanted to talk about how I’m inspired today; now I want to talk about my girls. So not all day, long story short, SEX. Not the most convenient time to be writing things down, I know, but neither is the shower. When it came to Dirty Mom (Yabbos), aka MILF Dos, it was a bit of both. I broke a thirty-day streak salivating over her Yabbos of which I have now seen, but I’ll never see them again. Yeah, I should be reading anyway. Sad to say, I haven’t been doing a lot of that, but I was only thinking about Bang by Roosh V.

Don’t get me started on him. He speaks about being willing to walk away from a woman. In writing my books, I’m walking away, inspiration.

“The willingness to walk away, above all other factors, does more to tell a woman of your high value than any amount of money can. You must be prepared to follow through and to fully believe that you’ll never see or hear from her again, because women instinctively know when you’re faking.” ― Roosh V

Hell, when I’m more running away from everything at the Day Job, I write the best tales. Not counting yesterday in all fairness. After “humiliations galore,” I ran upstairs, leaned on a shelf, and my mind was dead to the world. I got what I wanted, but there was nothing.

In times of “tragedy,” I can be pretty creative. You know what I’m talking about, Lady Sophia. “The Day” is approaching, and it all bur crept up on me. I never expected to get this far, and what do I have to show for it? Same time last year, I was sitting on my poetry. No, let’s be real, I was sleeping, and I had a weird dream, a warning. I won’t voice it as my Willy, My Muse Too.

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.

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Gospel 049 ~Willing A Five-Finger Discount~

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Why can’t every night end with a movie that’s tripper than my life? Then again, I give myself too much credit, so it must be the Pride. Today though, I want to talk about Envy and Greed *Ahem* Hey Jealousy. “Willing A Five-Finger Discount.”

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Gospel 049 ~Willing A Five-Finger Discount~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I wasn’t smart enough to steal it. My first sin of today is being jealous of the people that work for it. Now keep in mind when I say, “Hey Jealousy,” it’s not aimed at any billionaire. I will admit it can be at anything or anyone. “Girlfriend Reviews,” “Nikki and Steven,” “Tony Baker,” Katie O’Shaughnessy, for example. What about that movie I saw last night “The Stranger” on Quibi? Yeah, how can I get mad at the writing on that? I like all of this Inspector, but which sin is worse Envy or Greed?

As always, I focus on myself, so I should throw Pride in there. I haven’t been in Lust in a few days, eight days NO FAP. My Sloth explains why I’m in bed on a Wednesday evening. That leaves Wrath and Gluttony, but I’m only hurting myself with them both.

Anyway, Greed and let’s deal with the crimes so easy I can do them with one hand. You, of course, know what I excel at with one hand. I can’t say I haven’t been on some porn sites, but I keep both hands on the keyboard. Still, I couldn’t help being turned on by Maika Monroe, aka Clare. I’ve confessed that a tragic story of a particular “genre” gets me. The only difference here is Dane DeHaan, aka Carl E., was trying to kill her. Still, the “obsessive” erotica I read. How I like Pure Taboo and others. I might give Quibi my money, SIGH.

So I wonder why I’m not doing right by My Dæmon. I’m too busy as always providing for Yabbos. With these hands, we’re staying afloat, but I’m lifting him with one, petting him with one, etc. He’s my old man.

I love him like pancakes, but I know it isn’t enough. Am I a good Dad? I want to be an excellent writer. Inspector Echo, this is more Lady Sophia’s wheelhouse, but I was thinking of a story at work today. Yep, Cherry will be in it once again. Hell, how do I get any writing done, ever, typing with one hand? The other should slap me (masochist tendencies)? Ow!

Only I won’t wake up. I mean, I got the Day Job, but I’m always on Spotify listening to the saddest songs ever about life. The life I’m stealing from myself, Willing A Five-Finger Discount.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 046 ~Will, He Delivers Us~

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This is what happens when you watch too much stuff on President Numbnuts trying to destroy the postal service. Speaking of numbnuts, my SI: Swimsuit Edition came, and I’m not waiting for pretty clothes or prettier girls now. Will, He Delivers Us

Sunday, August 16, 2020

Gospel 046 ~Will, He Delivers Us~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I’ve only ever sent $1,500.00 in the mail ever. Now I wish I could admit that it was for a “good” cause. Yabbos give means to meaning. It’s why you got up this morning and smiled, checking the mailbox. Sports Illustrated (Swimsuit Edition). Sometime this afternoon, you will put $75.00 in your literal “spank bank.” Sex toys are “very expensive.” You’ll read some more from W. Anton this evening. Hell dude, you’re looking to buy “art” for Aerith Gainsborough and 2B.

Is Cupid one to deliver a paramour or porno? Either way, you’re not one to be out there, begging, “Please Mr. Postman.” For me, last week and the one before was waiting for a message that won’t come. So I’ll delete MILF Tres’s number, but her Yabbos… SIGH. Amazon is still on the ball, but they still work with USPS, right? You should look into not buying pretty clothes for girls that ain’t here yet. How about buying NieR: Automata or Final Fantasy VII? If only you weren’t on NO FAP? You have the porno NIER First Assembly and way too much on FFVII. The thing is you need to deliver a win in this life. Yes, I know that I messed up. For three days, I’ve been dreaming away. Even now, I’m still in bed, yelling at My Dæmon. But why, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 005 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton
    Failed

Yes, only one point, the fact that you’re breathing, JSS (Just Survive Somehow). Jesus saves, or so THEY say. I haven’t believed that since GTA 2. Will you be delivered into the hands of the Devil this week? Ask the plethora of women you need not worry about pissing off. To have my way, I’d ask you to deliver a message to the universe. I wish I could give you a speech reminiscent of Independence Day (1996). How about something to the tune of The Matrix Reloaded (2003). All that comes to mind is the postal oath from The Postman (1997). Inspired by real-world events. Other than your life with everything that’s going on with the postal service these days. I even took a test to work for them once. No, wasn’t my idea, once upon a time. I failed, I think… Six Impossible Things?

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton

I ask you for your characters, your future love, and even yourself. Somehow, someway, today, tomorrow, Will, He Delivers Us?

“Neither snow nor rain, nor gloom of night,

through bandits hail, through firefight,

through flood and plague, we cannot fail,

no holnist trash can stop the mail.” The Postman (1997)

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 044 ~Mo Willy, Mo Genre~

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Someone once said, Mo Money, Mo Problems, I say, come give me the drama. I would be “happy” if my writing brought me both and who knows what else. To this day, I dare to call what I write erotica, and everything else is honesty. “Mo Willy, Mo Genre.”

Friday, August 14, 2020

Gospel 044 ~Mo Willy, Mo Genre~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, or I could be if I took to heart the words of some famous authors. Napoleon Hill, Dale Carnegie, W. Anton, to name a few. Didn’t I once ask the legitimacy of listening to a bunch of white guys (is W. Anton white) I don’t know?

Anyway, when it comes to reading nonfiction books, it’s usually some white guy leading the way. No wonder my country is so screwed. Don’t worry, though, Lady Sophia, I’m not diving into politics today. Hell, if I woke up earlier, which I can say about a lot of people. At least on my Amazon List, I made a note to add a lot of black authors. Again though, I’m late to the party. I can’t get it up to read a book that has to be in my top five of all time. I even found the audio addition this afternoon. Yes, I’ve been asleep that long today, that’s lazy. You know the whole truth will set you free concept.

Knowing the truth seems to be a never-ending struggle. I’m only trying to pull that other person outside of me as my motivations preach. His story Lady Sophia has yet to be told… he remains lying in bed this moment.

Speaking of my writing, which is all fiction except for my conversations with you and the girls. Oh yes, girls, if anything today, I’m still thinking about that Nurse and Kimono girl from Kojin Taxi (Sex Taxi). When it comes to my novels, I will admit women are usually the victims. The exceptions being the Basic Bitch and Cherry, who were both villainesses. For somebody that can’t get it up to write. Here I am imagining a third novel involving Cherry, and before she gets a big head, how many does the Basic Bitch have?

I try to write “sweet” Lady Sophia. Notice I didn’t say I want to. I attempted to write a YA novel some time ago, which led to nowhere. Don’t they all? I wonder who holds the pen or pushes the buttons. You’re not Dirty Diana but one hand to my work, the other on my penis. My art could be funny, but most comedians delve into the truth. All I want is hilarious animal voiceovers from Tony Baker and John Hunt. I should be writing.

LSV, SEX, 666 always with Yabbos; Mo Willy, Mo Genre.

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