The idea of living in my sister’s basement when I am old because I don’t have anyone to take care of me is depressing. Even more so, is the idea o...f living the rest of my life waking up alone without someone who shares the joys and pains this journey brings with me. In every relationship the real draw back has been my lack of sexual reciprocation. I can fix that. I guess to fix this, I need to build up enough sexual desire within me to where I don’t care about any discomfort I experience on the. One said, ?How has the chastity training been coming? I remember Sandra saying how crucial it was to start before puberty.? It may come as a surprise to some readers of this journal, but lifelong chastity is the sad condition of many many men. The other replied, ?I started it when he was only five or so. One day I came home from work to find him rubbing himself against a tree like a ridiculous little puppy. Of course, I was absolutely disgusted, him treating that tree like it was some kind of. Her words were ignored though as each of his hands grabbed her nude bum cheeks and his fleshy staff buried itself completely in her nubile body and he poked her with a quickening tempo getting her to wrap her legs about his waist she soon regretted this action as a knob got unobstructed entry to her bottom and Britney screamed her lungs out as he buggered her once virginal back passage and Denny pumped his seed in her cunt then pulled out. Her shouts of pain were stifled as she was bent double. ”“Why, Marilyn! Are you suggesting he needs a car in order to date you? I can loan you mine if you’d like to take him out.”“Grandma! I wasn’t suggesting that!”“Methinks thou dost protest too much.” The conversation moved indoors and I didn’t need to endure listening to anything else. The idea of going out with Marilyn, though, was appealing to my baser senses. She was pretty damn cute. Definitely thinner than Jessie had been. She seemed to always be waiting on the porch in shorts and a T-shirt.