H Dean
Covered in Orangeblossoms

SO, I made a blog post with a link to an outside pay site. It is one where I have two stories published - The Family Pet (which is partially posted at the Library) and Becoming Bimbo. Alas, the post was removed because it contained a link to the site.

One would think that after all my story contributions over the year that I might be allowed such things. Anyhow, several stories and many years into being a member here and I can't even link to my stories outside here because I would

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There was a recent earthquake that was followed by a hurricane on the east coast of the US recently. I stayed away from many of the news reports simply because I work evenings and don't have time to keep up on it all. I assumed that the standard reaction by most of our religious right was that it was God punishing them for their tolerance for gay marriage and other "deviant" lifestyles. That is the standard reaction for them, after all. As I recall, Sodom and Gomorrah were hit by fire

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Virtually every time I see an ugly married couple I have noticed that they tend ot have a slew of kids. I've also noticed that many good looking people who's first born is ugly tend to have several more children and it seems that it is always the youngest who is good looking while the rest of the offspring are ugly as shit.

Meanwhile, good looking people who have a good looking kid on their first try seem to stop there - or they have one more and then stop. This leads me to believe

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In this world we are bound to run across all sorts of people. There are white people, brown people, yellow people, not quite white people who speak spanish, not quite black people who speak french, French people who surrender at the first sign of danger and drunken Irishmen. The point is, there are a lot of folks with a lot of differences. I get it.

What I don't get are dykes and fags.

Now, before I go on I need to define dykes and fags. Dykes and fags are homosexuals

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It's been said many times that I have a huge ego. Women and men have told me that I can't fit in the room with my ego, reminding me frequently of how much I like my ego to be stroked.

Now, I will be the first to admit that I have a big ego, though I would never say I have a huge ego...just bigger than most.

As for enjoying having my ego stroked...I can't deny that. I love having my ego stroked. There are few things as satisfying as a well-stroked ego.

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