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December 30, 2009
OoooooooooooooooooK!!!!!!! theres a lot of stuff i need to update yall on. Lots of stuff has happened. Especially since i havnt posted in a WHILE! I guess i kinda just figured no one was reading? That shouldnt really matter tho. I know. But anyway here is my long awaited update. and i promise to never go this long without a post ever again. Even if i just write a line or two. Lolz.
So last time i told yall about linda. She was the insane bitch that made me finger fuck her bloody chach while simultaneously  almost choking me to death with her cotton panties? i think i started telling you about her crazy “attempted” suicide in my bathroom as well. Anyway that bitch is history. For now at least…hahaha.
Nah, linda was fun. i guess? But my girlfriend came home the next day and i had to explain to her why there was blood all over the bathroom walls. Which was no easy task mind you. i made up some song and dance about how my buddy got in a fight downtown and came in stumbling drunk afterwards. Which has happened before mind you, albeit waaaay in the past. Either way she bought it. I mean, she wasnt expecting me to make up a cover story for the crazy shit that really went on. I guess i wasnt either. So she believed what i told her.
In reality the situation was much more nuts than a friend, bloodied from battle, stumbling around drunk and enraged. The situation as it was, was much more real than that. It was something that didnt wrap up so neatly. Something that left behind much more than blood. Horrible memories. haunting is what it was. much more than i care to admit even.
Linda, whom i later learned was a schizophrenic, in addition to being clinically depressed, tried to end her life in my house. It was a 6 hour ordeal i wish i had never lived through. My mind will never be the same. She stabbed at her wrists with a nail file over and over and over. I struggled to stop her but her strength was tremendous. Scary even. All i could do was watch as she turned her wrists into hamburger. I took a few stab wounds in the process but i just told my girlfriend that i had cut my self picking up glass from a bottle my friend had broke.
I know that me and linda will never see each other again. For one shes probably gunna be institutionalized for quite a while. and two i get the impression that she wouldnt ever want to see me again either. She kept calling me “evil!” and telling me i was “possessed by satan.” i think it had somethingto do with me taking her virginity.
Of course i had no clue at the time. She didnt tell me anything and definately seemed to know what she was doing (and then some). But hey, schizos say the damndest things, and as ive now learned are completely and totally crazy by any normal standards. No other way of putting it. Just crazy. Thats what i keep telling myself anyways. She was just crazy. She didnt know what she was doing. She didnt understand that i was not possesed by “satans children.” or that i was  honestly trying to help her. She didnt know i was just a horny guy that cant say no to some big ass titties and that i didnt want to take her “purity” it just kinda happened?
Six hours though! An entire night of anguished cries and horrible moaning. Im suprised the neighbors never called the cops.Lord knows i tried to call them a few times myself. but that didnt pan out. Linda kept threatening to tell them that i raped her, that i kidnapped and forced her to perform sex acts against her will. I was scared. But in reality it actually worked out the other way.
First she jerked me off into her mouth as i mentioned before ( i dont think i’ll ever get that image out of my head). Even as she was crying uncontrollably i manged to stay hard and shoot my load on her face. I thought she was just upset like a normal person and sex was her way of dealing. A nympho at worst (though i dont think i would of minded that so much). nope. infact it wasnt until she collected the cum off her face and tried to finger fuck my ass with it that i thought she might be a little off mentally.
I wish i could say i didnt go on with it. That would be nice to be able to say. But im afraid i cant do that. Like i said “haunting…” so anyway, she rubbed my asshole with my own cum, I protested of course and was genuinely surprised but once she got her finger in there i sheepishly and regrettably acquiesced. never had i tried this before and figured that this was a once in a lifetime kinda thing. that hey, no one will ever know…or at least no one that i know will ever know, and before long her tongue came in to play. She licked the jizzm off my ass and her own fingers. she started giggling as well, then full on laughing, louder and louder, just to herself. I started to get turned off after that. I went soft as a kenny g record. And thats when she flipped.
She reached around in vain trying to get me back up. But i was way turned off and my senses were quickly coming back to me. she continued trying to eat out my ass when i hurriedly pulled my pants back up.I felt a kind of panic as well. Like, who the hell is this person in my house?  What the fuck am i doing?
She stopped crying/laughing also. That part scared me the most. She was silent. She just stared up at me breathing hard. Her eyes were wild, i could see that she wasnt “normal” by the way she looked at me. I tried talking to her. I kept telling her that “that was enough!” And that she needed to calm down. Then she started grinding her teeth really hard. I swear i thought her jaw was going to break. It was soo loud, the grinding echoed and amplified hellishly in the bathroom. i wanted to run for my life, but knew that i couldnt. so I tried to appear calm even though i was scared out of my mind. and you would be too if you saw how she was looking at me. She didnt blink. I started yelling at her to snap her out of it. Her mouth began to bleed cuz she had started to bite her tongue, but still her expression didnt change.
Its late. I want to tell you more but gotta go to sleep. I have a job interview tomorrow.
To be concluded…
Luke Havergal

strange strange coupla days

December 21, 2009

so i met this chick last week at the movies. me and my buddy went to go see the new lars von trier film and she was sitting in the row in front of us. she was cute. dark hair, red lips, kinda pale. curvy. just my type. my girlfriend has light hair and is tall and toned. almost the polar opposite of this chick. dont get me wrong tho, shes very sensual in her own way too. but if we’re being completely honest id rather have soft voluptuous curves over toned and tight any day. so needless to say i was gunna try to chat up this bird after the flick. unbelievably she was there sans escort. i kept checking out her and her reactions during the movie. the way she unflinchingly observed the genital mutilation scenes turned me on, she had ordered a basket of fries or something and she chomped lightly on them as the gore rolled on the screen.

i had to pee after the movie so i rushed to the wc. when i got out i had lost track of her. my friend said he thought he saw her go into the ladies room so i hovered around there pretending to be texting on my phone or something. a few minutes passed and i was beggining to think she wasnt in there. especially seeing as how several other ladies had come both in and out during the duration of my “texting.” the theater was closing around us, so we started heading for the exits.
apparently my friend was wrong. she was practically right in front of us in fact, sitting on a bench texting on her phone. she was slightly hidden behind on oversized cardboard display for the new tim burton movie. she was wearing a black skirt, her legs were crossed indian style on the bench and i could see a small patch of her white cotton panties as she looked down intently at her iphone. i thought she mustve seen me hanging around in front of the womens restroom peeking in and lurking about. i dont think she knew her underwear were showing. either that or she didnt care. her ample chest was heaving out towards me as well. full c’s i would say. maybe even d’s. she had a crucifix around around her neck, it dangled blasphemously between her huge perfectly shaped tits. i was getting hard again just approaching this girl. i had to struggle to keep myself from staring at her chest while we talked.
she told me she was waiting for a friend to pick her up but that she wasnt answering the phone. she seemed kind of upset. apparently her friend was supposed to meet her to see the movie. she didnt show and now she couldnt even get a hold of her. she took the bus to get to the theater but needed a ride back seeing as how the busses stop running after twelve. my friend took off to his place pretty much on cue. Leaving me alone with her outside in the movie theater parking lot. i offer her a ride in my car. after the obligatory speech about how im not a psycho and such. i even admitted that i was waiting for her outside the ladies room for like 10 minutes. she laughed and told me she was watching me from the bench and thought i mightve been doing something like that. she commented on the nick cave sticker on my car, then hopped in and we were on our way.
she lived waaaay on the other side of town. mustve been quite a few transfers by bus. the neighborhood she lived in was vaguely familiar though. we listened to trailer trash tracys on the way to her place. she said she had never heard of them but that she was really into old shoegazey stuff. she cited a band called alisons halo as one of her all time fav’s. so far so good i thought. she seemed like a really cool chick.

when we got to her place she offered to burn me a cd of alisons halo to thank me for the ride. i said, i’d like that, and we went in to her place. she immediately began picking up around the house, asking me to forgive the mess. it wasnt all that bad though. lots of clothes lying around, nothing unusual. she took off her shoes and motioned me to come up stairs with her. i got a pretty good look at her panties again as she rushed to the top of the starcase,, but i tried not to make it too obvious that i was looking. she got on itunes and started making me my cd. we shared a silent pause while she clicked away at the computer screen. the first semi akward moment. she pressed play on a track called “leech” and the silence broke.
she finished setting up the cd to burn, and spun around to face me, i didnt really know what to say next. the whole thing kinda happened fast. i really didnt have time to soak it all in. so i was left standing there with this gorgeous women sitting down in front of me. she looked deep into my eyes for the first time. i didnt know what else to do but calmly and cooly return her gaze. the left side of my mouth cracked into a half smile. she smiled back, displaying her straight white teeth. “what color are my panties?” she asks me out of nowhere. still smiling at me and looking into my eyes. “uhmm white ?” i tell her. she puts her lips back together then gives me a smirk.” want me to take them off” she says coily with a raised eyebrow then looks down at her lap. “ok” i say. she stays seated and slowly pulls down her white cotton undies.

i notice shes not completely shaved. but has just the perfect amount of pubic hair. she gets off the computer chair, bends down to pick up her panties and puts her hand on my cock. shes rubbing firmly on the outside of my jeans, her lips are parted. i can feel her warm breath on my own lips. i lunge in to kiss her, but she backs away. she starts grabbing my cock and lightly squeezing it. she lets me put my hands under her skirt. i move my hands lightly over her soft ass cheeks, feeling the tiny hairs raise against my fingertips. i start to sqeeze. she still doesnt let me kiss her. she takes her panties in her hand and presses them on my face. i breathe them in heavily. she seems really turned on by this. she starts pressing her body hard on mine. her breath is like fire on my neck. i open my mouth a little and she pushes her small, warm wadded up panties inside. immediately she grabs my hand from off her ass and moves it to her pussy. shes so wet. she guides my hand all over her lips then plunges my fingers in. she uses my hand to fuck herself. her panties are almost completely in my mouth, she starts moaning loud.her hand is pressed tight over my mouth. im thinking im gunna cum in my jeans any second now. she contiues working my hand in and out of her body. then i see that shes bleeding, and my entire hand is covered in dark red menstrual blood.

A few days go by. i cant stop playing the cd she gave me. I text her that my girlfriend is leaving town for the weekend and that i’ll have the house to myself. She texts me back to pick her up at midnight. i have some trouble finding her place again, and i dont end up in front of her house til 12:45. She seems a little put off when i pick her up. I go in to give her a peck on the cheek and she looks away in annoyance. “can we go please?” She snaps. I start to feel bad for showing up so late, but i honestly didnt think she would be even remotely this upset. i turn the volume up on my cd player. the cd she made kicks on as i navigate back to my place. She asks me if i could turn it down, she says she has a headache. I turn down the volume and we drive the rest of the way in silence.
She seems unimpressed with my house when we get there. She walks around it like shes been in it before a million times. She doesnt ask where anything is. She finds the bathroom on her own and locks the door behind her. I wait for about ten minutes before i knock on the door. “are you alright?” i ask. She doesnt answer. I can hear small sobs coming from the other side of the door. I ask again if shes ok, then wait a while for a response. She starts crying louder, and i can see from the crack under the door that shes lying on the floor. “open the door please.” I calmly say. “let me in, whats wrong sweetheart?” Her voice is shaky and shes stammering, while inadvertantly taking large gulps of air. “please help me! Please help me!” she manages to say.”ok, let me in baby. Cmon open the door so i can help you.” I reply. the lock turns over and i walk in slowly to see her lying in her underwear on the floor. Her face all wet with tears, her make up running with her nose.
“you gotta help me pleeeeease!” She manically cries. Im confused and unsure of what i should do. “whats wrong? tell me whats wrong baby.” I say. She struggles to catch her breath, to subside the sobbing for at least a few breaths. She appears to be getting a grip on her self. Looking around the room she wipes her eyes, her breathing still heavy and shaky. She crawls towards me as i crouch down to her level. she hudles close to me and i wrap my arms around her. Shes shaking and rocking back and forth. Her gaze fixes on my crotch, determinantly she reaches forward and quickly unbuckles my belt, unzips my zipper and crams my unsuspecting dick in her mouth. the sobbing continues, though muted to a certain degree. I can hear her breathing through her stuffy nostrils. Her face is still glistening with tears. She looks up at me with wet eyes as she jerks me off against her warm red tongue.

theres alot more but i’ll get into that later. i need to sleep.

Luke Havergal