Ohhhhh, I bet you want a story about me begging for some depraved favor, right?
Maybe I’ll write that sometime but right now I’m begging for something else: your time. Or, well, actually I’m begging for your words. I’d love to hear from you. If you read something that turns you on, leave a comment, let me know. And if leaving a comment feels a little too public, some people send me emails or messages on Facebook.
The thing is, as much as I can’t help but write because it’s like breathing and drinking coffee (in other words, involuntary and habit forming), I love hearing from you what you like about what I’m writing. Or what you don’t like or what you want to see more or less of. Or maybe you think I’m full of shit and you’d like to have a conversation/discussion on gender or sex or fisting or Daddy/girl or polyamory or whatever.
Seriously, I can write and write and write and write and you can keep reading and you don’t have to leave comments or anything. But I would love it if you would.. really, really love it, with whipped cream and cherries and butch bulges on top. Leave me a comment, pleeeease….! Request a story or a photo… ooooh, what do you think about that? Photo requests… within reason (who’s reason? Not the Church Lady’s).
I’d love to hear from you, and you, and you… blogging can be a lonely sport sometimes. Won’t you stop by and visit?
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