he sat on the couch legs crossed. his feathers gleemed. he said nothing. he just stared. he eyes clear and sharp piercing the fog piercing the dark piercing the night shining like a dying star in the universe. i tried but i could not look away. he forced me look straight into his eyes. and i was his. i was not strong enough. i was not strong enough. he took the knife and sliced my wrists. and i just sat there doing nothing. it will soon be over he said. it will soon be over. and i believed him.
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hi to all my aol friends and all my blog stream friends
i love reading all the blogs on blog stream. its almost as if i am a peeping tomasina. i get to read all your thoughts and joys and sadness. i read you comments about your wives and husbands and girlfriends and children. i live your lives through your thoughts and voices. i know your familys and dogs and cats and cars and vacations and jobs and neighbors. it is so neat. actually i almost feel guilty. not only do i learn about your sichuations (i know i spelled tht wrong) but i learn about you as well. i learn about you by the way you talk and fraze things. i know more about you by the way you talk on blogstream than you know about you. anyway i am glad you guys write your blogs. i wonder if everyone likes readying about you as i do. anyway. thanks bunches. ann
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well i am not a very good writer. i like to write but my subject matter leaves a little to be desired. my last blog entry stepped over the line so sorry about that. however i am not going to erase it. i have deleted several in the past couple of months so i will leave this one and just say ooops sorry. i try to write towards the males because i like teasing them so. i try to be erotic sometimes but i do not want to go to porn. but i cross the line to much. well thanks for reading my blog anyway and i will try to calm it down a little in the future. but that is my life. that is what i do. that is who i am. wow i am in a perdicument
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i guess this is x rated so do not read this if you do not like x rated thingees.
hello to all my friends. thank you for reading my blog. thank you for all the e mails and aol messages. i always look forward to talking to you all when i am on aol. one of my friends came over today to visit me. we were in my guest room with the camera going and it looked like daylight with all three tv's on. my camera and tvs are more of a hit than i thought they would be. males like that sort of thing i believe. besides they get to take a tape home of us doing fantasys together hahahahhahahah. anyway that is not what i was going to talk about. i have known this person since i was about nineteen or so. i have known him since i worked at the mens health salon which was my first real job. he simply came in one day i was working and we made oh la la and have been making oh la la ever since. he is a huge man. i bet he weighs 350 pounds. that is ok with me because i like big strong men. i could tell he was extra edgy today because mr willy was red as a apple and hot like on fire. oh my gosh mr willy burned my fingers and i though surely i was going to get blisters on my tongue and chin. so anyway i just told him to lay on his back and watch the tvs as i took his willy for a ride around the block. well i have lots of experience in this sitchuation and i knew he was going to release a whole lot of liquid. well needless to say i am always right in this department. so just at the right moment i backed off and let him release on my bed. well i did not want my tonsels to glow all night. hahahahahahhahah anyway he buckled over and released about a quart on my belly. i did not let loose. i held mr willy firmly until he stopped having his seizure hahahahhahahhaha. eweuuuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeee that sounds terrible i know. actually that is not what i wanted to write about either. huge males normally have huge basketballs. my friend is no different. his are really large. i think a males basketballs are very precious to him. anyway for just a moment i felt very much stronger than him. i do not know why that popped into my head at the time. we were both sweating very heavily at the time and there i am with all that gooy white stuff on my belly and he was breathing to beat the band and for a moment that tought popped into my mind. he was very vurnable. this really big stong man was pooped and tired and breathing hard and there i was with his balls in my hands. all i had to do was squeeze them and i could defeat him. i would be the stonger one and not the weaker one. i could easily do that and i would be the king of the world if only for short time. they big man would be like putty in my hands. but...but....but...but then i think i might have been wrong about the whole thing. like a female i changed my mind. well that is our privlige. so to make him my slave i did not crush them with my hands. instead i did something else. and i realize this is truly the way for a female to make her male a slave. so instead of grabbing them in my hands i kissed them. and by kissing his balls i am truly the master. i believe this. he will do anything i want. all i have to do is ask.
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