Month: July 2012

Glenda – “Thighs Wide Shut” [Part 48]

“I used to be human.”

“Us too. Name another.”

“But … I’m not even a person.”

“Being a person is highly overrated.”

“You’re gonna make me say it. Aren’t you?”

“Of course.”

“Bitch!”

“I’m …” Seven lapses, momentarily, and her usage is no longer the third person vernacular.… Read Full Article

A toast to growing old — Have a Wonderful Day!

As I’ve aged, I’ve become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I’ve become my own friend.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon?… Read Full Article

Glenda – “Thighs Wide Shut” [Part 46]

Discreetly, with only it, Noreen, the thrall, and Mondo present, it asks the question that reveals that it too knows much more that it should know.

“What is your robot name?”

“Seven.”

“Nonetheless, I think it would wiser for my continued existence if I continued to call you Mondo even when you are with me alone.” It bitch-slaps the girl.… Read Full Article

Glenda – “Thighs Wide Shut” [Part 44]

It unbuttons the girl’s jacket and squeezes her [holstered] tits, smudging the lacy cones of her bullet bra. It coos loudly, flicking out its long, facile tongue in pure delight. It shoves its hands down her bra cups and squeezes her tits, streaking them with its filthy hand prints.… Read Full Article