well this is probably x rated also so please read my next entry if this will offend you.

nazeer spent the night at my house last night. normally i sleep over at his house when he wants me to because he has a big waterbed and ohh la la on a waterbed is a lot of fun. but anyway he surprized me. he came over un an nowenced about eight with high hormones. i answered the door with a peperoni pizza slice in my hand and he walked in and did not say anything. he just pulled my bra up and started kissing my boobs so i think that is a dead give away that he had active hormones hahahahhahahahha well i tryed my best to not drop the pizza on the floor as he was tonguing the twins little noses wow he pushed me back to the couch. sometimes nazeer is like becca and just takes what he wants. so anyway i am holding the pizza over his head trying not to get pizza sauce in his ears hahahhahahahha and watching the last ten minutes of my movie while nazeer is sucking on the babys. well it takes me a bit to get wound up. i can not turn on and off my hormones like males can do. so i finish my pizza and my breast are about out of milk by that time and i am sure nazeers belly is getting full because i had not used the breast pump in a few hours. well i felt mr willy and sure enought he is like a tree by this time i am starting to get weak kneed and the twins are singing and the flat of my stomach is starting to tingle so i take nazeers clothes off while is mouth is glued to my boobs. well that is hard to do hahahahhahahahha. anyway i walk into the bedroom and nazeer has no choice but to follow and we ohh la la like teenagers. i do not think we spoke ten words after we climbed the mountain together and he was snoring in five minutes. well it took a hour for miss priss to calm down so i could relax. nazeer dreamed of girls all night long because he kept grabbing my breasts in his sleep. i fought off his touchy feely all night til i just gave up about four in the monring and i feel asleep with him squeezing one breast with one hand and two or three fingers of the other hand wet from invading forbidden terrotory. well that was my saturday night.

well i had a very nice morning. i was asleep in bed and i woke up smelling bacon cooking. i thought that becca had come over because she comes over a lot at breakfast time. i thought she was cooking but i was surprized when a friend came in with a push table with breakfast on it for me. i had bacon and eggs and orange juice in bed wow what a surprize. i was a little embarrassed because i was all sleepy and my hair a mus and i am sure i had morning breath. he was a gentleman because he also brought me a robe because i was in my birthday suit. well i was in bed hahahahhahahahahhahahaha. wow what a nice morning to wake up to

i am listening to gloria eterna by nana moskouri. i have been listening to the same piece for two hours. Nana is one of my favorite singers of classical music. it is dark outside and i see the bats and owls through my bedroom window flying in and out of my barn. they circle under the moon light like black fairys. then they return silently to the top of my barn. circle and return. circle and return. circle and return. the sight is blocked by the notes spewing from my stereo speakers. the notes of gel and hairspray and ghosts of long lost composers combine to almost totally fill my bedroom. i peed in my bed earlier and it woke me up. my mattess is wet. my panties are wet. my comforter is soaked. but the notes have no soul and continue to press against my brain. i have had four seizures today and two of them lasted over two minutes. this depresses me greatly. i try to escape this trap of dark and fog and daintiness. but that always near bird of flat dank moss and moisture pushes me against the bed and will not get off of me. it is heavy on my bladder and i feel i want to pee again. my depression medicine is on the lamp table but every time i reach for it the bird digs its claws into my belly and nips its beak on my fingers. i can not get up. the key board sits on my pillow like it is glued. i try my best to turn over and i can see my fingers touching keys. but blinded by the notes and that terrible bird i am a slave to its will. a moment ago the bird slowly turned into a strange man and grabed both breasts. i could not stop him as he placed his lips on my nipples and drank his fill. i only have one defence. i am a old woman. i am a girl. i am a baby. i am 1 and 11 and 111 all at the same time. but this trick does not fool that bird man with milk running down both ends of his cheeks. and with my crazy medicine withith reach. i can fill myself start to pee in my bed for the second time tonight.

well i guess some people will think this is x rated so if you do not like x rated thingees please do not read further. personally i do not think it is x rated but some will.

as all my friends know i do not have many secrets. in fact i am pretty open about life. i tell you what i think and what i do in my life so you know who i am and where i come from. some people think i have a big mouth hahahahhahahhahah well that is probably true hahahhahaha. i talk about almost anything. anyway i dont really know how to start this so i will just say straight out that i masterbate every day. i see absolutely nothing wrong with masterbating. it is not evil it is not perverted it is not sick. it is normal. i think a lot of people masterbate. i also think a lot of peop0le do not masterbate and i am so sad for them. they are missing so much out of life. i masterbate every morning while i am still in bed. i have a whole bunch of vibrators but quite truthfully i prefer to pat miss priss. i find the patting very satisfying. i ususally use my vibrators when with other people or when i am taking a bath or sometimes when i am at the computer. un for chut nutaly i am not blessed with quick orgazums. it takes a long time for me to reach the mountain top boo hoo but when i do reach the top i normaly have very intense ones hooray hooray. a orgazum early in the morning makes me feel very happy and makes my whole day very nice. i feel fresh and clean and my head is clear the entire day. my neighbor nazeer never masterbates. he finds it a sign of weakness. that is so strange to me. it is entirely ok if i masterbate him but he will not do it himself. i never think of sex or anthing like that in the morning. it is not sex masterbating. it is simply a feel good thing. i do have some x rated dvds and there are times i watch them before i go to bed at night. usually that is sex masterbating. i almost always use a vibrator for sex masterbating but that is ok to. i see nothing wrong with it in my home. becca is my best friend and as you know i have known her forever. i love her dearly. i do not remember when we first started making love. we were in school and i was having a very hard time with my foster parents. anyway there is not much love in love making with becca. for becvca it is a animal thing. there is lots of grunting and biting and lots and lots of sweat. sometimes we will watch a movie and masterbate together. sometimes we will watch a movie and masterbate each other. well enough of that hahahahhahahahahah oh my. i got off course a bit. i think the best orgazum i ever had was the nipple orgazum nazeer gave me a few months back. i wrote about it in my blog if you want to go back and read it. i had never had a nipple orgazum in all my life before or since. oh my god my legs buckled and i turned to ab sol ute jello. my teeth chattered for two straight days and i cried like a little baby on and off for a solid week. and miss priss was not even touched. i have tried to duplicate that but i have never been able to. all i get is bruised nipples and disappointment. anyway i am not really sure why i wrote about this today. maybe it is because i had a really nice orgazum a little bit ago and i just wanted to tell you how good i feel today. it is going to be a very wonderful day. and i started it off great. i am so happy right now. bye bye

well i had to delete about 250 aol emails today. i like to answer all my e mail but i simply got to far behind. so if i owe you a picture or you have something important please e mail me again. sorry but i could not catch up.
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