She went on to ask, why he wanted to control me.I was still not sure what she meant.She said she saw he had me branded, and thought it was horrible he...would do that.I laughed; I had to tell her it was not permanent, and that he did it on his birthday. I had to tell her how he had asked me to try the bare style, and how I had wrapped up the stuff to do it with and give him the present on his birthday, letting him perform the task himself. I told her how he had spent a long time worshipping the. The biggest lie I tell myself is..."I don't need to write that down, I'll remember it."Wouldn't it be great if we could put ourselves in the dryer for ten minutes; come out wrinkle-free and three sizes smaller!Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven't met yet!I don't trip over things, I do random gravity checks!I don't need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off!Old age is coming at a really bad time!Lord grant me the strength to accept the things I. The girls know what I mean. Some guys, when they look at you, you know they're mentally taking off your cloths and seeing you completely naked. You feel so exposed. Usually I hate that feeling! But with Tony, I kinda liked it, and I hated liking it.Well, I suppose I should tell you about "the night." I guess I can't put it off any longer. Bob called me about 6:00 saying he'd be staying the city because of all the snow. Well it had been snowing since the middle of the afternoon and it had really. Jasmine and Vina were both straight: they loved men and weren’t interested in women sexually, at all. But in raising them to be good little sluts, I forced them to do lesbian things with each other, since men get turned on by that sort of thing, and their sole purpose in life as females is to please men sexually however the men want it. As heterosexual females, Jasmine and Vina were disgusted by the lesbian stuff initially: they were fine with some playful kissing, maybe even feel a boob or.