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beer,
but there’s no escaping it now, not after seeing Dan all wet and drippy on my
front porch.
    You think I should’ve fucked him, right?
And sometimes when I say you , I’m
referring to Violet Cuddlecock. The only other person, or I should say, the
other presence in my life. You would’ve fucked him, I know.
    Yep.
Sucked and fucked within the first two hours of our date.
    Violet and I are not the classic alter
ego duo you’d read about in a book, not even close to the good and evil split
persona you’d expect. We’re both fucked up in our own way; she’s just more
honest about it. If she wanted to kill someone, she’d do it, where I’d only
fantasize about it. If she wanted to fuck Dan within an hour of meeting him,
she’d tell him flat out. She might just say that to him soon, and it might come
out of my mouth when she does. Every so often, that side of me, my old self
that I can’t let go, reappears. I call her my pen name because the content in
my books are based on a time in my life when she was real, a younger and wilder
me.
    And no, I don’t have a split personality.
Violet’s just the little voice in my head, a voice that’s been with me since my
mother died, and one that gives me strength and power to do the things Div can’t
do on her own. I’m not crazy. I mean, everyone has an inner voice, mine may be
stronger and more abrasive than others, a bit pestering at times, but it’s not
uncommon and I am getting better at pushing her aside. Maybe. I think.
    So the porn... I need visuals, images;
that’s why I love these online sites. But I can’t find a video that will turn
me on enough to climax. Years ago it was quick. After a minute or two I was
done. Everything back then was hot. Now I feel as though I’ve seen all the
videos ever made. Nothing gets me off anymore. I sit in bed with my fingers
over my clit, moving slowly, scrolling through site after site, but it doesn’t happen. Every once in a while
a video will surprise me. The guy’s loud, talkative, he grunts and shows his
best cum face... and then it ends. It never lasts long enough.
    Yeah, I know the videos are like ten or
fifteen minutes in length, but who in their right mind watches the entire
thing? I guarantee you everyone’s just like me, you slide the video to the end,
just before the cum shot. That’s the good part, the part that should cause a quick arousal.
    An hour passes, and I’m still searching
for something new and exciting.
    Bride
fucked by best man
    Fire
station ho’s
    Cum
shot compilation
    I came across one a week ago that was
incredible. It was a young guy fucking an overweight hooker in a hotel room on
a hidden cam. And then I noticed it was a series. The hooker taped all of her
“clients.” Same room, same outfit, same camera angle, same position, different
guy. But now I can’t find any of them. I forgot to bookmark it.
    That’s something I shouldn’t do anyway,
bookmark porn sites. Someone would be bound to come across it if I died. I’m
unsure who that would be, but someone. That’s why my vibrator is at the very
bottom of my box of pads. No one in their right mind would dig through feminine
products if they were called in to clean out a dead woman’s house. The box,
along with my vibrator, would get tossed. And by the way, I bought that toy
with my Christmas bonus last year. Every faculty member receives a whopping
thirty bucks, and there’s no better way to spend that money than on fake dick.
    I smile, thinking that Violet would never
hide it. She’d leave it out for everyone to see. As a-matter-of-fact, she’d
leave it inside herself so when she was undressed at the coroner’s office, a
big dick-shaped device would be jutting out of her hole.
    I guess the problem with this porn thing
is I’m always looking for something different .
Just one more click, one more video, one more search and I’ll find it. And it’s
not anything hardcore either. I’m not big on viewing BDSM or rape videos when