"You can't tell anyone about this..." she whispers. "Of course!" I respond, already thinking of typing this up.She puts her lips around me and starts ...to suck, her tongue working me as I grab the bed frame with one hand. Within a minute I'm ready to explode. My breathing quickens as she keeps working me with her mouth, while tweaking her nipples with one of her hands and holding the magic wand in place with the other.She stops and pulls back, though. "Not in my mouth!" she warns me. Damn. I'd. I can't understand why women are okay that J.C. Penny has an older women's clothing line named, "Sag Harbor."I think it's pretty cool how Chinese people made a language entirely out of tattoos.When I die I want to be reincarnated as a spider, just so I can finally hear a women say "Oh my God, it's huge."This short comment is compliments of GarySomeone told me about a new word that they heard. It's 'Exhaustipated': Meaning just too tired to give a shit!P.S. MS Word doesn't recognize it. Or something.When I was young, my sister loved dressing me up; we'd play all kinds ofgames, and I always ended up being a girl. 'But Pi' my sister would sayto me, smiling the sweet, innocent smile I really came to hate 'you lookso pretty as a girl'. The truth was, I did; I looked cute, and sweet,and pretty, and...that kind of thing can fuck a guy up.As time went on, I became more and more resigned to the fact I lookedlike a girl. When I first went to school, teachers assumed I was a girl,and. I opened the door to a neatly ordered home. Wood floors, light colored walls and windows opened to let the breeze in. I liked it light and open. Visitors could see the woods through my back windows in the living room. The open kitchen was to right of it, along with a side bedroom and bathroom. In the back of the house I had a separate hallway. Leading back to my bedroom the walls showed my life in pictures. Graduating from Kindergarten, high school, and college. I received a BA in English, but.