instructions for boys who need no instructions
20th October 2009i am a girl that needs to be babied. you are a boy that needs to baby a girl that needs to be babied. likewise, i am a girl that needs to be disciplined (sometimes). you are a boy that, well you get the idea. what i mean by babying is possibly simple. what i mean by discipline is possibly not so. if you are the boy that needs etc., you will know innately what is meant by these terms. you will know, for example, that whether babying or discipline occurs the result is always sex. this does not mean that babying or discipline are an excuse for sex or to in any way justify sex. this does not mean that sex does not happen of its own accord because it does very much so often, one hopes. it simply means that b. and d. are intimate and therefore arousing. it will be of course, for you to decide the terms and even the follow through, if such is to occur. as a boy that needs etc., etc., you may well be in possession of a larger amount of willpower, physical power and self-discipline than a girl that needs etc., etc., and so there are several ways - pacifiers, if you will - to get a girl that needs etc., etc., to shut up, including but not limited to: a throbbing cock or a large plastic gag or a well-placed palm or a combination. As in everything, the punishment should fit the crime and your response as a boy that etc., must be tempered with love, and appropriate - not borne out of misplaced anger. which is why it is also important that you are a boy open wide, a thinker and an artist. that your fingertips can feel skin electrifying and know whether i’ve had too much, whether i’m breaking or i’m talking too much, when i myself don’t.
20th October 2009 at 1:13 am
Where does one find a girl like you in Pennsylvania? The coffee shop seems dreadfully empty of the romantic archetype you so inspire.
20th October 2009 at 10:21 am
Ani, should you find yourself in the enviable position of having an oversupply of such boys, please. send some my way, i’m ready now x + :)
20th October 2009 at 1:19 pm
Rose: Move to London and I am sure we can find all sorts of ways for me to disappoint you then. ;)
Shewas: That’s the thing about those kinds of boys, they are like buses. Um, they are big and growl a lot (?)
20th October 2009 at 4:37 pm
This is legalese turned into art. A few more capital letters would have been nice for old farts like me who are so blind they can’t see the full stops when they arrive. Or some spaces. White space is good too.
20th October 2009 at 5:52 pm
Ah yes. Someday after I finish this degree and that, and that other one too.
20th October 2009 at 8:56 pm
Jim: Yeah, it was just a quick thing I started and then was too lazy to go back and add capitals even though I am a fan. Have you noticed how little white space there is in legal documents? It’s like they want you to be confused.
Rose: Forgive me if I don’t hold my breath.
21st October 2009 at 6:27 am
Of course, considering you’d be quite dead by then otherwise.
30th October 2009 at 7:39 pm
I’m a fan, too. I love your unique and somewhat unorthodox to identifying what you want in a boy and vice-versa. As my good friend says, “every pot has a lid” and you seem pretty clear on how the fit works. :) Too bad all girls aren’t so well prepared.