Archive for April 2018
Giving it to my besties doggie 😳
Dear Diary, I know it been a few days since my last entry, but I have several good reasons for that: life sucks ass. I posted something on social media earlier today that succinctly describes why I’ve been absent these past few days: They say bad things come in threes… Swamped with Real…
Read MoreMy assistant negotiates sex with her father’s penis! 😅
Dear Diary, So, I started the most hilarious argument between Natalie and my big brother that went on far longer than it should have. 😅 See, I have a weird mind, (Shock, I know! 😳) and when I was younger, I used to always come up with creative yet twisted little hypothetical questions to throw…
Read MoreHitting the ground running
Dear Diary, It felt absolutely wondrous to jump back into the daily routine of writing. And I finished a lot of it, knocking out the yellow revision of Knocking Up The MILF, working on The Siren’s Song for a bit, and – finally – dived headfirst into Nephilim: Prisoner, the sequel to Nephilim: Daybreak. It…
Read MoreKinky mermaids…
Dear Diary, I have this story I’ve been working on secretly for a while now that some of you may remember me talking about recently; what you may not know is that it’s my first ever attempt at a pure fantasy yarn with hardcore sexual elements. Not to mention a hot male/male/female (or MMM –…
Read MoreAnne’s slayed vagina…
Dear Diary, “OK, these pants have to come off because they’re slaying my vagina.” It was that comment that almost ended my life today. 😅 It was just the way Anne said it; you had to have been there. Maybe I should explain just a bit. See, Anne has this habit of running around naked…
Read MoreThe AlexaTrain 🚆
Dear Diary, My bladder hates me. For some reason, it decided to wake me up last night every couple of hours, right as I was hitting REM. Which is a real problem, because my creativity, enthusiasm and overall quirkiness are all intrinsically tied to the amount of sleep I get. So, you can guess how…
Read MorePimping ain’t easy
Dear Diary, Pimping ain’t easy, let me tell you. That’s kind of how I feel about the author game sometimes, especially on days like today where I seem to be knocking out an innumerable amount of non-writing author tasks. (Like replacing all the pictures in my Patreon tiers with anime chicks! 😅 I blame Selina.…
Read MoreBeing a naked fidget spinner
Dear Diary, I went to bed last night and was so restless that I probably resembled a fidget spinner as I twirled around on my bed, flipping through position after position trying to get comfortable. I was all over that motherfucker. Luckily, I was in bed alone. Otherwise, someone would have ended up on the…
Read MoreBeautiful disaster
Dear Diary, I dived out of bed seconds after waking up, ass naked, and ran out my bedroom door. I knew (hoped 😳) my brother was at work already, and for some reason, that motherfucker didn’t wake me up this morning like he usually does. Of course, this wouldn’t normally be a problem, but I…
Read MoreShort & Sweet
Dear Diary, I’ll make this entry short & sweet: I laid in bed naked (most of the day, at least), finished reading Daddy I’m Sorry (which was a much better book than I thought it would be), watched a handful of YouTube videos on Artificial Intelligence, and played a bit of Shadow Era (a digital…
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