Tag: masturbation

I’ve been told before that my brain and its thought processes work in weird yet wonderful ways. The truth is, I only share a tiny fraction of what actually goes on in this wacky head of mine. Most of it gets contemplated, researched and then filed away, only to be brought up in relevant conversation. But not this time! This time you get the raw, unfiltered stream of consciousness. So, there I was… sitting… as one does. I wasn’t actually…

(Click for larger… if you you like detail…) She’s quite pale, but you’ll have to trust me: she’s Japanese. I have used the mug for other things too. But I’ll leave the specifics to your imagination as I don’t think the world is quite ready to look in to the receptacle. That would be disastrous for my reputation… and your psyche… As always, more ‘too much information’ is over on Lilu’s blog this Thursday.

Another Thursday, another dose of too-much-information. Hit up Lilu’s blog if you want more! This one though is one of my favourites, and one I’ve never actually talked about in public. I hope my friend forgives this little tale about bodily fluids gone wrong. Once upon a time I had friends. The real type. I would speak to them on the phone for hours, we would hang out after school and play video games, or go down to the park…