Essays and Bad Ideas

Memories, 2014

Earlier today, I spent a good 10-15 minutes chewing out this girl I like, venting every bit of contempt I could muster upon her. I started picking at her most personal scars, mocking her life choices, and belittling her pain. It was entirely extemporaneous, so it was a bit scattered, but I worked hard to express to her —in excruciating detail— how little respect I had for her as a human being, and how stupid I felt for wasting the time to tell her any of this. And how, despite all of the above, I’m still a better daddy than she’s ever had in her life.

When she began begging to cum, I almost hit “End Call”. (If we’d been in bed together, I definitely would have kicked her to the floor.) As it was, her eyes were watering and she had a long, yelping orgasm before I finally put an end to it.

And the moral of the story is: bitches are magic.