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whistlepigart84s Blog
The Day I Stop all this Fake bulshit, and realize that internet is not my favorite method of communication.
I remember when as a kid, "How much computers and the web were going to change the world ." For thekife ofme I could not figure out how: The only result was that calculators got REAL expensive. Before everyone you saw was staring at their DEVISE. At 1st it was nothing like you see now, Graphics were few and loaded for 20 minuets. Text was quickly replaced by the current alluminati world of Money and Power and Money, did I mention Money? As an Artist & Photographer in Scottsdale, I was always doing Diamondback's luging my gear up high into where all the Houses were compounds, a driveway that cost 30,000 toget to the house Mr. $ builds their porn mecca. I kept getting caught by the armed associates, "I'm after shots of haboobs: that's what they call the walls of sand as the monsoon season came in late July." Once they took me to this fat slob which obviously carried some weight. He looked at my shots and asked me that I was going to shoot for him to pay off my incursion. I ended up shooting the things that went on at my villa after work. Of course their were benefits, especially for the Capo. who threw thousands around like they weren't worthy of his pocket. I saw girls that made me glad I wasn't a father. Fluff was given by the want to be's giving head like they gave out coke on siver bowls. Today it has grown toCorporate Board rooms where they arn't interested in getting pussy on demand. It is ALL Money. I realized since I sold my villa i8n
Scottsdale to come back to my home town of Ft. Collins Colorado. and I noticed right away that all the sites in this state are not at all for real, I imagine its too much for these conservative assholes that sit in board rooms and thought of away to make false initiative writers that may be ladies may be your Grand mother posing as a25 yr old and send these "Come Stick that dick in me Now offers. But it never ever gets to the wet, part. So I am Going nback to my old manner of meeting lkadiesthar are hip to sexual exploration. Because you are an idiot if you thinkvthat any of these sites are going to get your dick wet.
I miss the social tention of seeing a really sexy lusious lady thatvmakesmy cock turn into a writhing , moving dick trying to bust through my jeans. but it's like fishing, It's all worth it when one strikes, and although shecmight be unexperienced in the social gracesof being the person yopu actually are, in the END, thats whatmakesit so sexy. So I am unsubsctibing to all these fake sites thatyineight monthsince my house sold on AZ. I;'ve been balls deep just four times. And they were just fluckes that just couldn't help themselves. Youngand rather overconfident in their prowess of what is really the greatest partvof sexual exploration , which ismeeting the real lady within that silky skin, it's her mind that is the sexiest organ we have and 1 of the 4 I was grateful to share the experience with I am seriously wondering if the one had any brain, she was so thick of skin. I guess it is true, That you can never really go home. At least I have my poassion for my art and that includes trips to Europe to deliver my paintings to collectors which I have developed over the years of painting and photographing what ever is in my muse. Europeisclikea lung falloff real people with fresh insight into what sexuality really is: sharing and letting all of your weaknesses be open to another as you disvober that its the giving in sex that is really what matters not the bucks/ Later