Journey 354 ~Disappointing The B’s Virgil~

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~

“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~

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 349 ~Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws~

I may wallow in pain. Give myself a walloping as in a smack to the face. Just to wake up… And I may want to join my boy. But I treat everyone else gently, with kid gloves, and soft paws… But I am “My Own Worst Enemy.” Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws.

Monday, June 15, 2026

Journey 349 ~Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day? Seeing an all-too-familiar scene, I would say not. Are there differences?

I’d be at my post… Left side at the foot of the bed. “Staring at the world through my rearview.” Eyes in the back of my head, right, Dad? And my little brother? Bless Virgil.

Conked out on the right side at the foot of the bed. Dreaming his life away like father like son. Or maybe he understands something. I served you as best as I could—little princes.

I protected your outer world for the most part. Emotional, yeah. It’s one of the promises you told Virgil, and I’s potential future stepmom. “I Feel Everything.” Because with me.

Yeah, INDIFFERENCE you’re always saying. Those final days before I… Well, you were so mad. RAGE. And you wanted to keep me safe… From you…

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

You aren’t a monster. Definitely not MAGA. FDT! You’re “Just A Man,” “Human,” an “Ordinary Human.” More. You are my father, my Dad, my Old Man. Same for my bro.

And M Anime? Dad, I was a bachelor for life, but you promised Virgil a mom and me and siblings… Don’t need to know how they’re made, eww! But you chose her, and she chose you. And she sees what your “Princes of the Universe” do every single day, Dad.

But like us, you’re afraid of hurting her too. Do you remember that movie night when my favorite girl was here? Yeah, which one? Because she was the only one I ever just let in.

Yeah, I know after six months, being a hard ass.

You didn’t think twice about showing her that certain video you sent me out of the room for. “Of Inner …” Do you think you could share something like that with M Anime? That’s why it isn’t love yet… Because as strong as Virgil and I are. You worry, Dad.

You think 2-V needs to see a veterinarian soon. You worry that anything could happen.

And as much as my potential stepmom promises… I don’t think you’d need the gate to keep V and me away. But again, you fear her seeing everything. Hearing. Understanding.

What’s there to understand? Okay lots. You treat us with soft paws. You pause. Dad.

Papi… I don’t want to know. Why do you hate yourself? Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws

“Invincible, Impenetrable, Invisible no longer applied to me. I adopted three new things: Resurrection. Redemption. Resolution. All my life, I’d been a pawn. But not anymore. I was a provider, lover, father, and friend.”
Destroyed

“Unhappy boy, if you can break through cruel fate…”
Aeneid

1961 Days Without B III, Day 1402 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

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

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~

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~

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 342 ~Plan-B To Step V~

I don’t have a plan to make cash. I don’t have a plan for all the stuff I’m putting on the floor, everything I need for a salad, or how I’ll provide for my son. And as far as my woman wanting to make him little two-legged siblings… “Plan-B To Step V”

Monday, June 8, 2026

Journey 342 ~Plan-B To Step V~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Have you counted the steps yet? If you ever knew I’d sit down.

Just right in your lap, Dad. You know I hated sitting on the floor as much as you hated walking across it. And anytime you returned to me, you were exhausted, screaming “egad,” and had had enough of this life. So not one more step. You lay down, and I would watch from my spot. Not one fear, failure, or effing anything entered our sanctuary.

LANGUAGE! I hear you, Dad. But you know I had to bark loudly. You were Plan-A. And seeing how this world worked well… Plan-B. I have nothing but faith in you, Dad. And I don’t think Virgil and I’s potential stepmom will ever worry about Plan-B. She wants to give us siblings in the worst way. I mean eww, Dad!

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

At least I don’t need to worry about her calling you Daddy. English, Braxton, and she speaks Spanish. All “Si, Papi”! But for my sake, let’s stop talking about you and her. She does know if you have a son, you’re naming him after me and making him… please, Dad.

What am I asking you for today? I figure today is as good a time as any, seeing M Anime.

Well, she asked you for a list of… Uh, uh, not going there again! But she asked you for something, and you got on your feet. How you hated that. But you got up working; and why you worry about the floor bursting beneath your feet, cans of bug spray, and going bust. That FEAR!

The GREAT FEAR! Well, it ain’t cannibalism. What would the potential stepmom think about that, Dad? “Well, don’t let me smell fear on you. Fear is for the enemy.” Daddy…

I swear sometimes “That B*tch” scares me. It’s why I know she’ll fight alongside you.

Honestly, LANGUAGE! You didn’t call her that. I did. You find the weirdest “people” to fall in love with you. I include myself in this. Eclectic, WOKE, DEI coalition, Daddy.

Always eff MAGA and FDT. Seriously, now I can bark it… (Gives you The Look). Anyway, I didn’t give you a “Death Sentence”. Stepmom didn’t give you a life sentence.

Like every word we speak, see, like steps. Dad, One Foot in Front of the Other. Plan-B To Step V

“And that’s why you’ll be leaving me soon. You’re too perfect for this world. Too precious. You’ll be called to somewhere much better than here.”
― Destroyed by Pepper Winters

“The way is open.”
Aeneid

1954 Days Without B III, Day 1395 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

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~

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