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Journey 358 ~LOTTO Braxton And Virgil~

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Every day I have to bet that nothing will happen. The car will stay on the road, I won’t get sick enough not to work, and my son V will stay with me during The Long Walk. I felt a stone in my gut when V stumbled. The Lottery. LOTTO Braxton And Virgil

Wednesday, June 24, 2026

Journey 358 ~LOTTO Braxton And Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Braxton didn’t want to eat during his Final Days. And yesterday I left Virgil with treats and prayers…

I’m not MAGA, Inspector Echo. I care about children. Especially my boys, B III and 2-V, my future stepchildren, M Anime’s kitties. And all the two-leggeds she wants to have.

Yet when I cashed in my “Thoughts and Prayers,” it was to Publishers Clearing House.

Long ago, long ago, long ago. I remember sitting right effing here, clicking away at PCH and reading a book. And one day, Inspector, they said the winner was right here in my state. Oh, that day, I showered, shaved, and prepared to sever all ties with the Day Job.

That afternoon, I watched them driving all over as B and my “prayers” would work.

Nope! Some lady won, and that was that. From PCH to the dog track, Inspector.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Only I bet on the horses. What? I have two Chihuahua sons. And even if I won the lottery or something, I wouldn’t buy a horse… Well maybe. Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime, wants to be a farm girl, so I imagine horses would come with the package.

B knows I wouldn’t mind living this life, “Ryan and His Beauties,” A two-book HaremLit.

And how many Pop Culture References will I make today? Yesterday, there was Pontypool. Now I’m thinking of Ryan and his Beauties (four women, two best friends, and a mother-daughter). “Backyard Dungeon” (How many wives did Eddie have?) and Fallout.

Vault 69, to be specific. And no, I’m not being my usual pervy self. I was listening to its explanation.

“What Happened to Vault 69 in Fallout?” Long story short, 999 women and one man.

Talk about “Rocket 69.” Has that seventy-two virgins feel. I’m not a Muslim either. Again, I’m not one for prayer… Not since Braxton. Hell, yesterday I was walking on these shoe shelves at the Day Job, and I said eff it! If I fell and died, so what? I get to see B. No Fear.

Not like this morning, while I was walking Virgil and he was stepping funny, Inspector.
Had he been hurt… I’ve got no money. Remember that $20 I had. Virgil’s dinner.

Inspector, I’m still $10 in the hole. I’m digging my grave, and I feel like I’m in Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery”. LOTTO Braxton And Virgil

1970 Days Without B III, Day 1411 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 357 ~B-V List Of Safewords~

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What’s the word I’m looking for? If anything, it’s better than I remain silent. My entire existence is feeling a bit like “Pontypool”. And then I have a quiet dog and a “girlfriend” who texts with occasional voice messages. And if she were here.

Tuesday, June 23, 2026

Journey 357 ~B-V List Of Safewords~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? It’s why I’m asking: are the kids asleep? Virgil? He’s in time-out—his bedroom shenanigans.

Some kids wet the bed at his age. Still going #2… He shouldn’t do that. And I shouldn’t be awake at all hours in our bed, my love. Well, not unless we’re busy. Fifty Shades…

Meatloaf is my safeword for the record. I’m sure you’ve heard the joke, baby doll. Because it means “I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that.” A song at the Day Job…

Speaking of that old Day Job, “Here.” What am I still in grade school? Or is it the fact I need to remind myself that “Here I Am,” or “I’m Still Here,” Hating Existing Always…

What happened to “HEA” as in “Happily Ever After” from the Erotica I used to read, my love? Anything FREE?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Meatloaf, Here, and Free. What’s with my list of words now? I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. MAGA breathes; they lie. I breathe and tell myself you “Make Me Wanna Die”. I don’t need the words, but they are always there “In There Air Tonight.” But love.

Well, before we get to it, what will be your word? Your WARNING to me. Braxton knows I’ve been getting a lot of those lately. YOU need to pay a bill, they say. There’s Yabbos.

A few E-Days are coming up. My Old Man’s is the 24th. A few more days, the Journey will be over, and I’ve wasted my time for yet another year. And my own E-Day! Eff!

A little more time, please.

To say something… You would say, “Say what you need to say”. But would you understand me if I did? How about, “Why didn’t I say the things I needed to say?” There’s so much. I continue to hold back. Why? Is it me or the words that aren’t safe? Searches might indicate one thing. And I know I’m not a good man. I only want to be yours, love.

When things like Rough Sex, Ravishment, and Mock R*pe are on the table, eff me!.

Honestly, how do you when I think such things? When things like every single FEAR, and being called STUPID set me off? And when the “Sounds Of Silence” seem the only way forward. There’s love and… B-V List Of Safewords.

1969 Days Without B III, Day 1410 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 354 ~Disappointing The B’s Virgil~

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Woke up earlier only to accomplish… Nothing. Is Whiteout Survival nothing? I was on “The Winning End,” no casualties from the enemy, and it even ended early with such domination. But then I put on my glasses and saw I’m “Disappointing The B’s Virgil”

Saturday, June 20, 2026

Journey 354 ~Disappointing The B’s Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… No, that would be Elon Musk. And much like “Hercules,” I’m disappointed. Kevin Sorbo’s a disappointment.

I ain’t MAGA, Lady Lunalesca. Eff MAGA, the Cracker Hats, and FDT. Elon Musk too!

What’s so hard about a word like “groceries”? “Well, they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries,” hmm. That’s from 1970s “Amos Moses.” More like from the game “Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.” Eff Lunalesca, how I miss gaming, groceries, and you know getting Virgil what he needs. Food? Him before me. But health care?

Honestly, that’s more than disappointing; it’s downright scary. And I needed that fear in my guts right about now. By my count, two more plates of shrimp, another of chicken.

And how long will the kibble hold out? It wouldn’t be a problem for Braxton. Remember how he died, Lunalesca?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Too bad this isn’t the day the music died… “American Pie”? A 70s playlist, Lunalesca?

What about the movie American Pie? On a count, I couldn’t keep my “Enormous P” in my pants this morning. The one or two things that never disappoint me are some woman’s Yabbos. Today is what Sadie Sink’s and Korra from “The Legend of Korra.”

Thanks, M Anime. My boys’ potential future stepmom is full of ideas and has the most perfect set of Yabbos I have ever seen. How long ago did I cream but with no pie around?

Eww! I know Lady Lunalesca, but it did stop me from adding another Harem character.

It’s not like the Magic Glasses could handle it. You haven’t seen any pictures lately.

“She’s pretty as a picture
She is like a golden ring
Circles me with love and laughter
I can’t feel a thing”
LA Song (2005)

How many times is this going to happen, Lunalesca? “I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow.” Or I did until what, Thursday? I could see boobies; my book “The Unfinished Archive” (Working Title) had Full-Blown Character Illustrations, and I could have my boys B and V together. And all of a sudden, nope. Effing Magic Glasses!

Honestly, Lu, one pair has me like Eddie Hill or Jacob Ralston, juggling their harems.

However, the other pair of Magic Glasses, which I counted on, effing conked out spectacularly. “I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved.” I want to tell them
B III, 2-V, M Anime, my Old Man (Father’s Day), my people (Juneteenth)… I’m a disappointment. Disappointing The B’s Virgil.

1966 Days Without B III, Day 1407 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 351 ~Between B&V Lies Sacrifice~

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“More than you want success. And I’m here to tell you today, if you’re going to be successful, you gotta be willing to give up sleep,” ET. “To be able, at any moment, to sacrifice what you are, for what you will become.” “Between B&V Lies Sacrifice.”

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Journey 351 ~Between B&V Lies Sacrifice~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Did you see my paycheck for last week? Total wanking time, tantrums I had, trips to the bathroom.

Eww! Not like that, dear Inspector. I’m still suffering from the aftermath of the remastered The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. And wasn’t that back in March? I didn’t mention either of those women to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, hmm.

Sacrifice my dignity? My Echo! At least if I’m going to sacrifice time wanking to the ladies of Fear The Walking Dead, I could at least do it for the home viewing audience on “OF.”

And why do I keep using that word? SACRIFICE? I keep using that word. I do not think it means what I think it means. Other than the song I didn’t play today, working. Dammit!

“My Sacrifice”? My Braxton. Perhaps Virgil too. I “(Don’t Fear) The Reaper.” He ain’t interested.

“My life for you!”
Trashcan Man, The Stand, Stephen King

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Not in my life, hmm. This is one of my true sins, my dear E. Some sacrifice. But me? Me?

I hate my Old Man! And yet he and my Ma bought this house. A private insane asylum for little ole me. What, hoping I’d started a family with M Anime? B III my firstborn…

Then there’s M Anime. “My Woman” promises me everything; she’s shared her body (those boobs), yabbos, all her business, and beatitudes of everlasting love, Inspector.

There are, of course, my boys, Braxton and Virgil. B III paid the ultimate price for loving me. B sacrificed his fifteen years on this Earth for what? And now V, but he didn’t choose.

I asked/told B to get in the car. He did.

V didn’t ask to flush his life down the bowl. So I still ponder on that dream of mine, E.

And today I imagine it’s about sacrifice in the worst possible way? First there’s Braxton.

My boy ain’t sh*t, E. And I don’t mean B III’s ashes. But that I need to clean myself out of all of the guilt, gore, and grief to make way for the good. Do I mean accept it? Never!

Do you know I didn’t eff around for 161 days after B’s death? Ok, I didn’t cum, at least, E. Am I thinking I need to give up my pornographic passions? “Stroke me, stroke me.”

Unfortunately, M Anime ain’t here… Yet. And as for my life… Between B&V Lies Sacrifice.

“Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice”
— Everything I Do

“My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again”
Creed

“You were ready to kill your only son for me. Since you did this for me, I make you this promise: I, the Lord, promise that I will surely bless you and give you as many descendants as the stars in the sky. There will be as many people as sand on the seashore. And your people will live in cities that they will take from their enemies. Every nation on the earth will be blessed through your descendants. I will do this because you obeyed me.”
Book of Genesis

1963 Days Without B III, Day 1404 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

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My boys have better dreams for me. My own? You can’t imagine, or am I just being a guy? I tell my girl plenty that men aren’t any good… Myself too. No wonder I dreamt I was a plumber last night. Not in a porno way. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil.

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And I’m not a ‘religious’ man, a ‘good’ one, or much into Game of Thrones.

A little late for that one, but I cannot ignore all of the Yabbos on that show. Maisie Williams’s side boob? That’s the reason I know she was in that movie “The Falling…”

You know the man you married. Braxton was barking the other day about me. The real me. It’s why, short of my Old Man, I don’t give a damn what anybody thinks about me, my love. I hate myself that much. “Many Men, many, many, many, many men, wish death upon me.” They have to get in line. I’ll beat them every single time. But you? Kids?

I guess I’m a liar, duh, because I do care what you think. Braxton, Virgil, two-leggeds, even your kitties. For now, “Just You And Me”

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Now I could go all Captain America “I can do this all day.” Personally, I’m more The Hulk “I’m always angry.” But with you and me, well, “I’m always horny.” But there’s things work to be done. I got to vote for someone who’ll wreck MAGA. FDT! There’s a war to win in Whiteout Survival. And the whole wide world and whatever comes next, love.

Okay, so you asked me for everything; can’t do that yet, but (cumming) to mind…

Honestly… I’m a connoisseur of Hentai. As the current artwork suggests, Bible Black, Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2, and Midnight Sleazy Train are my go-to. But counting this week and last, there’s Desperate Carnal Housewives/Hitozuma Ryoujoku Sankanbi, and “Cool Devices Operation 7: Yellow Star.” BREATHES

Casual Romance Club/Houkago Ren’ai Club ~Koi no Etude~, Mikura Suzuki, Madoka Araki, Hajimete no Hitozuma A Mother’s Love Tomoko, Saimin Seishidou, Asumi Hisato, Kite’s Sawa, many animes and practically anything that includes Rough Sex, NTR (Netorare), Nonconsensual up to Mock R*pe. In Real Life types… brunettes, dark hair, but I’m versatile; Jenna Ortega, Ellie and Dina TLOU, Jane Vickers, Ellie Kemper, Emmanuelle Nadeau and Jessica Garza (The Purge), Roxanne Perez, AOC, Jewel Staite, an Asian duo… And The Beat Goes On. Things I want to do beyond BJs and missionary?

Anal, Doggystyle, Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, Pronebone, 69, Mutual Masturbation, Filming, Exhibitionism, Multiple Holes, Cock Worship, BDSM, Hatefuck, ravishment and mock… Again, I could keep going. Braxton and Virgil want a stepmom. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil

1962 Days Without B III, Day 1403 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

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A beast and a villain are not one and the same. What’s civilized for one is savage for the other. “But the truth changes color, depending on the light.” Eve’s Bayou? Watching movies, wasting time. Yeah, time is my real enemy. B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

Saturday, June 13, 2026

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… And I am worthless. Or should I say Trillionaire since Elon Musk made it that far?

If I Had A Trillion Dollars… Hell, Lady Lunalesca, the “Barenaked Ladies” were only singing “If I Had A Million Dollars.” Of course I’m talking about the band, not actual…

Nevermind. I’m sure we’ll get to that. Hopefully I didn’t eff that up with M Anime. A long story, Luna. If it’s not talking to her, then it’s not seeing yabbos and her tight wet…

Again I need to shut up, but you know me. I am “My Own Worst Enemy.” And that’s part of what brings us together today. Lit is not the Barenaked Ladies. A billion is not a trillion. A beast is not a villain. Braxton is not Virgil. Starting because I was “chasing” a girl isn’t continuing for killing my Braxton.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Almost another year, Lunalesca. Another 365 days, and I don’t have any intention of going back and trying to find ‘what her face’s name,’ that got me writing again. Really.

Today I woke up feeling much worse by comparison. And as I prepared to become a “Jumper…” No cliffs here, only despair. I heard B getting his 90s on. “I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.” So I asked myself why I hate myself so much today—my boys, money, manhood, M Anime’s mammaries, etc. And the Beat Goes On, Luna.

Then I asked, is it hate? Don’t get me wrong, it ain’t love. I was speaking to my boys’ potential future stepmom, and I very nearly sang, “I’m in love with the Shape of You.”

Love? (Does his best Silk Sonic impression) “This Bitch!” I still blame Braxton for that.

The spirit of my son, little beast he was. But his memory is not my enemy. Thou art not a villain. And neither is M Anime, her love. Neither is little Virgil. Myself? Villainous? Evil?

“Remember who the real enemy is.”
Hunger Games: Catching Fire

I really need to read that “new” Hunger Games book. How about my writing, Lunalesca?

Lady Amari aka The Candied Matron. The Magic Glasses made her from um Kohl’s Mom.

The Conductor, Tetsuo Amano, comes from Midnight Sleazy Train along with counterpart Takumi Shindo from the second season. The Ferryman who isn’t directly evil. But, paying the boatman. Three dogs: “Cerberus Syndicate,” my boys or M? B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

“I got enemies, got a lot of enemies
Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my Energy.”
Energy

1959 Days Without B III, Day 1400 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

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It starts with a passage on self-harm in Destroyed by Pepper Winters. My big sister would be so disappointed in me. First-World Problems. I can turn on the air, I can buy food… Uh. And writing and mourning daily. “Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters”

Wednesday, June 10, 2026

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And where do sinners go, Inspector, I ask you? Sinners go to Hell. At least it’s warm. Deserving….

Well, if I end up in the 9th Circle of Hell where I belong. Treachery. After B III. Uh 2-V

Relax, Inspector Echo. Virgil Vivi Bradford is alive and well. Awake and Alive. So hot…

Physically, with the weather and the picture the Magic Glasses made the other day. Yup

But let’s talk about all the yabbos from the harem sisters, the Bible Black Acolytes, Hell “The Candied Matron” who the Magic Glasses added to “my” story “Shadow Work,” too.

There’s Braxton’s Favorite Girl who is a sista, but not my real sista, thankfully. I swear she has some huge yabbos. However, can my Favorite Girl be considered a sista?

Inspector, she is Latina. But she’s not my real sister. My boys’ potential future stepmom.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And she has the most perfect set of yabbos in the whole wide world. Sorry, Jane Vickers and Kristen StephensonPino. And what about Cherry? I still haven’t seen those fully.

Even with M Anime in my hemisphere, I still want to see Cherry’s. Why, Inspector?

Because I Wanna! “Hate to Say I Told You So.” And what was that? I don’t cheat; I don’t court other women… Yeah, my harem would like to have a word. Cosplay, the considerations of effing other women… M Anime should tell herself “I’m Every Woman,” because to me she is. She’s my Divergent. But my boys? Cute beyond words.

So how can I betray all of them? Does my Treachery have no bounds? I “Search And Destroy,” myself, Inspector.

Thank you, Skunk Anansie. How about thank you, “Sucker Punch”? The Magic Glasses compared my story to that movie. And when I’m not asking its opinion on that, I’m using them to see the women of Saimin Seishidou, the Milfs at least: Natsumi Obata, Tsubaki Miyajima, and Reika Kurashiki. I gotta stop before I wreck the Magic Glasses and men.

Guys love those pictures. But what about from an intellectual standpoint? I have betrayed my “Big Sister,” whom I wanted to talk about today. Not to be confused with my actual blood little sister. No, my big sister from Australia, Tanya. She’d ask why I’m sitting here suffering. If it wasn’t the sun’s rays, it’d be starving myself, or effing sleep—Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters.

1956 Days Without B III, Day 1397 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

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If I need a chill, I think about how my boy died. I had such burning RAGE I froze him out to PROTECT him. If I need the Heat Of The Moment, I chill with my girl. But I’m so hot for her. One day I might scare her away. My words. Whiteout B And V.

Tuesday, June 9, 2026

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But I’m due to be cruel: the coldness of your absence and you’re pregnant… Cool

I need it all, my love. Again to be cold, a mess, and to “Paint It Black”. Hell, we can “Paint The Town Red,” if we had the funds. What the hell am I even talking about, my love, ha!

Is it this damn heat? There’s a cure for that, I know. Turn on the GD Air, but no love.

You’re suffering, Virgil, our two-legged monsters. Treachery, the Ninth Circle of Hell, Betrayal. Like with Braxton? I could take the freezing embrace of death. I should’ve way back then. And now I find myself repeating the same mistake. I burned through cash way too fast. And why? A Man Provides. For what? His family. How does one make a family?

By “Burnin’ for You,” love.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And you know I “Don’t FEAR The Reaper,” my love. Not for my lust. How I want to promise you that “Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby…” Remember me, your husband.

“It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me.” Taylor Swift is pretty hot. Death-wish? Honestly…

“I’ll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror.” And it’s not that “I’m too sexy for my love.” Please, “You’re So Damn Hot!” I wanna do “Bad Things” to you. “I Want’a Do Something Freaky To You. I want to “Tear You Apart.” You’re a “Sucker for Pain.” Can I turn the playlist off for a moment? You’re wet, and I want to cover you in c*m…

Seriously, we’ll send Virgil and the kids somewhere with air.

All so I can let DOM out to play. Such a cold man because of my embarrassment, failures, and shame at being a man. I wish I could say this was all my plan to get you undressed, but that comes easy to you. Did I mention a woman that uses the word “hatef*ck,” um…

Well, you get me hot. And this conversation has taken quite the turn. But having a baby with you… Another one. Yeah, that would be pretty cool. Virgil could get his Snoopy, Joe Cool persona going. And Braxton. He wouldn’t want us living “This Way.” Geez, it would be cooler than Whiteout Survival if my Braxton was still here. Can’t blot out, delete, or erase me. Whiteout B And V

1955 Days Without B III, Day 1396 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

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Next time take the train, but I’m on The Long Walk. Who taught me how to read? I was never trained to write… Not a bestseller anyway. Again, The Long Walk or Midnight Sleazy Train. And what about my boys, my woman? Virgil Walks The B-Train.

Saturday, June 6, 2026

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Oh B, don’t I know that ain’t true, considering my “Financial Transition.” Thank you, Eric Thomas.

The question is, what am I going to do about it? I’ve been sitting here all morning, waiting for my second-born to walk. Playing Whiteout Survival. Wanking over M Anime.

Lunalesca, Braxton knows I hear you! Eww! What would Braxton’s and Virgil’s stepmom think of me? “What say you there, fuzzy-britches? Feel like talking?” Seriously, that would require M Anime to wear more clothes. Or a crucifix… Seriously, Lunalesca later!

I got bigger fish to fry… Well, that would require me to have money to burn. And at the very least I’m not fired for that whole REDACTED Mom thing. The stories I tell myself.

The stories that Virgil hears. And why? Of all the reasons he became Braxton’s brother…

Pee pee in the pot-tay!

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Well, on the training pad. You know what I mean, Lunalesca. Virgil didn’t need training.

And who am I to train anyone or anything? No, Virgil is my boy, my son, just like Braxton is, four legs, fur, fido species and all. I made a man out of my B III, but with little Virgil…

Yeah, I’m still trying. My hopes were set a little too high when it came to him, I think, Lu.

I didn’t want to train him with his potty spot and in the same breath what did I expect ha.

Lead me out of Hell? Serve as a guide in this life. Hence his name. But am I Dante, Luna?

In the mirror: “He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus.”

I am definitely not. And yet I have M Anime ready to play my Mary Magdalene. “I Don’t Know How To Love Him.” Jesus Christ Superstar. If I could write something like that, Lunalesca… SIGH, a righteous way to make money, especially with M’s feelings.

Honestly, at the moment I feel like an idiot. A horny idiot. Without formal training.

Lunalesca, being a writer requires a lot of training, and it’s so effing late. Forty-one.

However, I’m still sitting here drooling about the Hentai series “Midnight Sleazy Train.”

Or recalling when the guys ran a “Train” on Rainey Summer Day from the book The Five.

Like I got no home training. And training M Anime to be my submissive. Me, V, Virgil Walks The B-Train

1952 Days Without B III, Day 1393 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

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How many words have I spoken today? Decent ones? I said hello to my boys, both dead and alive. I spoke to their potential stepmom. Every other word has been eff, forced, and for me. I leave the worst. Not joining B yet. “Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil”

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Blood, Sweat, and Tears? I wish. But I did have the Day Job today and still no A/C.

If anything, that only shows I don’t speak Virgil after all this time, which makes me a jerk, now doesn’t it? Don’t I love my son? As I love his brother. Hell, it’s Braxton’s fault.

Strange… Losing B sent me to Hell, and of course, who led Dante through Hell, hmm?

Archie became Virgil. But Archie was around $150.00. How a capitalist finds love. Or a fool and his money are soon parted. How much did my Old Man take me for? Him and his ‘friend’ to fix the A/C? I can’t afford that. But between fries and air conditioning?

Braxton and Virgil would be of the same mind, so there’s that. It’s like the same race or species speaking a variation of their language.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Like Black people? MAGA Black people. Eff them and FDT! And even more black people

Or how my woman compares her Latin American heritage. Spanish people here, other Spanish people there… elsewhere. But my Puerto Rican Goddess… What’s my line…?

“You make me want to be a better man.” ‧

Plus I wish I tried harder in my Spanish classes in school. But she and I speak a very particular language. Something else that involves sweating… And tears last year.

Inspector, water under the bridge. And funny I mention bridges. Am I trying to stay cool thinking of 1997’s A Christmas Carol “I’ll Cross This Bridge With You”? Dear Inspector.

She’s willing to learn so many ways to speak to me. And she’s so “Sexy.” But Peter Cincotti was wrong; M Anime’s a sweetie. Honestly…

What am I trying to say? I’ve got no money, and I keep saying, “A Man Provides.” Trust me, Echo, I know people who are worse than “Breaking Bad” and the drug trade. Oh no

And I could be all crude like Kanye West saying, “Only good gon’ come is this good when I’m cumming.”M Anime wouldn’t mind. She wants a big family. Three kids (two-leggeds) Virgil and her kitties. She’s said enough; she shows everything, and she is wow!

But, I don’t even know how to speak to myself. Everything, “Makes me wanna scream!” So I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself. I get behind myself, I need to remind myself, and that includes “Feeling super, super (super)!” LANGUAGE! Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil

1949 Days Without B III, Day 1390 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will