@Who's Saying This

This is for those who want to know if it's worth taking a chance on me, written raw without editing, just a random thought that if worked on I could/may turn into a full novel:: When timmy was 8 years old he got a dog,but not just any dog this dog was special. This dog, timmy called "snots". Snots was a mixed breed dog a "mut" as we call it, patchy in color with big brown eyes. From the day that timmy got spot he carried him everywhere, if tommy went into the living room so did Snots, when timmy wanted a snack there was Snots sharing a snack with timmy. Timmy spoke to Snots and about Snots as if he were a a big brother talking to a little brother, as Snots got a little older and a little bit bigger he found himself still being carried and taken everywhere that timmy was, on those cold rainy nights there under the covers keeping each other warm, when timmys parents were having problems Snot was there and sadly when timmys parents had to sell there house due to t

This is EXPLICIT: I'm guessing that the guy who posts an goes out with the intentions of simply looking for sex gets the most action, but I wonder if the guy who just simply goes out who has the ability to provide "limitless pleasure" will go unnoticed... You see I not only want you to have sex, but I'm want you you to provide conversation before and afterward, to give offer comfort when needed and to push to the limits that you never knew you had. Think about it, that urge, that desire, that secret thing down inside you that you only think about doing when there is no one around. Do you feel it?? That warmth in your stomach, your thighs clenching just a little bit...Goosebumps? Is that what those are, while your nipples harden a bit...No one is pinching them but you wish they were. That's what I have to offer, that's what you know you want, you need, you miss... SEX: Erotic, euphoric necessary for survival some even life saving. Life forming as it is..a na

I do this because you can't, I say things because you won't. I think outside of the box while you stand on the inside searching for a way out. I admire your attempts to distract me from what it is that I am trying to get done, you may mock me if you'd like but you see I know which one of us will be laughing in the end. Why do you stalk me, follow me, watch me from afar?? Why is it that when you are near me you do nothing but attempt to provide a distraction?? These things that you continue to try put up around me, what are they?? Walls [_]? Why are you trying to box me in, trying to close me off from the world. I guess it's just your way of doing things, of keeping all that I want to do bottled up inside. You know that I have a plan, a path that I am trying to follow..I'm trying to do something BIG here, yet you continue to try and amuse and distract me with the small things. What was that? You're trying to help me?? Trying to prevent me from making a fool of my