IMustBeDeadAs I Walk With The RosesNo Hole Breaks My StepNo Thorn Pricks My FingerNo Sun Burns My NeckAs I Walk With The RosesNo Wind Hurts My EyesNo Daisy's DecumbentNo Friend Tells Me LiesAs I Walk With The RosesNo Intrigue For TimeNo Rain Comes To FallNo Stars UnalignedAs I Walk With The RosesAnd No Worries Come AheadI know At This MomentThat I Must Be Dead.
Mrs. Hopeful - Chapter 2The first time that we had sexI bled onto his sheetsAnd I do assumeThat they were ruinedOf any further useWe washed them thoughAnd very slowThe red turned back to bluesI'm sorry dear.No problem dear.I forgot you were a virgin.The first time that we had sexI bled onto his sheetsI told the truthHe stole my youthAnd now I'm not brand newIt would seem soHe said you knowYou fuck just like one tooI'm sorry dear.No problem dear.I forgot you were a virgin.The first time that we had sexI bled onto his sheetsBut he was kindAnd didn't mindThe girl from off the shelfAnd by his stareI saw some careFor the mess that was myselfI'm sorry dear.No problem dear.I forgot you were a virgin.The first time that we had sexI bled onto his sheetsAnd after allI thought I'd fallIn love for just todayI got insteadWas what he saidTonight you cannot stayI'm sorry dear.No
Mr. Sick- Chapter 1I love to sneeze, and yes you are reading that correctly my friend. It's one of the only times my whole body knows exactly what it wants. It's comparable to having an orgasm I'd say. Yes.....yes, I can't think of anything else that makes me smile wider then my face would like, other then an orgasm and a sneeze. In some fashion I do believe I look forward to falling ill, and maybe once or twice I've been known to seek it out.Mrs. Hopeful says I should just sniff some pepper, or maybe bring a feather to my nose. I told her that's just like masturbation instead of sex with her, and I wouldn't hear any of it. You have to be in the moment, and it has to be as true as tomorrows a day away. Only then can one, if willing, appreciate something that makes you feel so nice in the midst of such a horrible situation. I can't blame her for attempting some good advice in my direction though, she's in love with me, and as much as I am not in love with her, it does make me feel wonderful that she care
The SubstituteShe kept checking to see if I was turned on, running her hands along my pants, to see if my dick was having a reaction.It wasn't.But I... I was having a good time, I was still enjoying myself, and this situation was unusual.Unusual because I'm most often hard before my pants even come off.Unusual because I'm most often hard already on the drive home, when in a lucky instance, my hand has sneaked its way from the steering wheel and bravely found the girls inner thigh, while at the same time trying my best to keep eyes on the road instead of her, as not to kill myself...or my chance at having sex.This was harder then anyone would think.In fact I'm not sure how in porno's the guy is not aroused when the girl already has her mouth wrapped around him, this is incomprehensible to me, and sometimes makes me embarrassed that I have a full blown erection three weeks before she has a chance to sleep...or in most cases not sleep with me.And so she tries harder, she sighs harder, she moves