July 19, 2006

• Feeling it...

  For a long will I had lost the hunger, that aching within my body for the embrace of a female...but it has returned. I think it is mostly due to my working at Subway. She works there also. She is so small and skinny and her breast have to be little more than AA's. She is Asian. She has the most beautiful smile. I suddenly can't stop thinking about her. I must have her. I want her in my arms. I want to touch her small breasts, I want to squeeze them in my hands. I want to kiss her cute little lips. I want to gently, slowly force a nice, long strap-on into her little Asian vagina. I know, I'm dirty. What can I do. It occupies all of my thought process at the moment.

  I keep thinking about her and my male and video taping it. I want to watch him slide in and out of her. I want to watch her go down on him. Then I move on. I want to see any girl do it. I want to find the hottest Asian girl at Mizzou and include her in my male's and my future. I want to hold her as I hold my male, knowing that she will be with me forever. Oh, the thirst for a kiss from female lips, the hunger for the touch of female flesh to my own. It consumes me.

  I wish I could put a sign above my head that only attractive bisexual Asian girls with an enjoyment of video games could see. I wish I could put a little sign up that said, "Right here! My male and I want a threesome with you! Come over and talk to me! Just say you want a date! Just tell me what you're into! I want to know you, to touch you, to taste you! I want to share my life with you" but, alas, I cannot.

  I suppose, once again, I should just shut up and be content with the perfection of a male I have already found. My life is already absolutely, without a doubt, going to be wonderful. However, when I think about sleeping in the same bed with double the perfection, enjoying a shower with two other extremely attractive people, sitting about and chatting with two other likeminded folk, I can't help myself in the wishing.

  I love being me. It is always so amazing to wake up each morning and realize how goddamn lucky I am. Toodles, kids.

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