...so he asked me to write sumthin bout sum of the fucks ive had for some pseudoart project he was doin...white fucks, yellow fucks, black fucks, mongrel fucks...being my brother and all, he knew that i was a bit of a slut, i'd told him some of my secrets, not all of them tho, not the one involven me and his best friend for instance, that cock on cock grinding night in the snow bear park, not many people know about that one....

its kinda hard ..cos of me bein a white girl and all liven in this weirdshit cannibal town on the edge of the great red desert ..like i was tellen this kazza once how cool new york is cos of all the different colours there and she just said real dry like, well, in australia we didnt have african slaves and we killed most of the Aboriginals...that kinda stopped me in my tracks...feeling like a total tosser ..

...so anyway, i'm rememberen them all, or at least the ones i wanna remember, and then there was the venezuelan ...another internet fleshmeet from those insane days and nights and months at lambdamoo .. a transgendered wolf who tore my heart from its cavity and devoured it impassively .. how madly beguiled i became with this seductive illusion of an anarchic gender terrorist and its tales of liven as a boy from an early age ..

... how I died and went straight to heaven when it stripped off for the first time in its sordid little apartment in philadelphia and showed me its body, completely covered with fur, and the gobstopping two inch clit sticken out like some adorable little boy's dick

.. this was truly mongrel, part russian, french, venezualen and south american indian .. or mebbe this lineage was all bullshit like so much else it told me .. the fur certainly wasnt .. and how its cunt smelt incredible .. like perfume, but feral, so i truly believed it was wolf and not human

.. and how it kept me locked up in the stinken heatwave to punish me for looking like prey and i couldn't sleep for a whole thirteen days and i thought i was losen it bigtime and the fucking was incredibly dreary despite the dinkydoubledildo toys..in fact the wolf scores pretty highly in the exceptionally bad root department...that clinical oral sex with the dental dam has gotta be an all time low point... and we never even kissed properly, no lusciousness in those lupine lips .. but it marked me for life dinnit.. and how after all these years it still feels impossible to have a relationship that goes more than skin deep ..