She listens enthralled as we sip our tea, and I am stabbed by a pang of sadness for she reminds me acutely of the one who had shared that trip with me..., and like a fool I had let her drift away. Long ago I had vowed that never again would I allow such an opportunity to pass by. Never again!She excuses herself and clambering over the old woman locks herself in the lavatory. Again in my mind’s eye I can see her picture and my prick swells anew as I imagine those lips on mine.But with the swelling. So I decided I would write a story and submit it to the site.The third thing I realized was that it was two in the morning and I had been sitting at my computer since four in the afternoon. I hadn't eaten or gone to the bathroom. Worst of all I had to get up at 5:30.As I worked the next day I let scenarios play in my head. Every once in a while I'd laugh or say "That's good" as ideas played out. I know a few of my co-workers had to think I was losing it. I spent every break and my lunch period. “Oh good, we can go and get you some nice things to hang from them, maybe a chain so that I can pull you around like a puppy dog.”I had these images jump into my head of a big chain attached to a leash and John walking me around a park, and another one of a big bell attached to each nipple and stretching my tits so much that the bells were dragging on the floor.“Whoa there lover, my nipples aren’t one hundred percent yet so only light stuff hanging from them for now, okay?”“You didn’t think. It has been exactly 3 years since I penned that journal entry, so full of pride and bravado, where I vowed to find a way to block the influence of the Darkness.That remains my goal. No one wishes to see it destroyed more than I. But it is time to come back down to Earth. I have had my head in the clouds so long I barely remember what it feels like to have solid ground under me. I look back on the last three years of my journal and feel I am reading a fantasy novel, and a poorly-written one at.