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There’s nothin’ left to talk about unless it’s horizontally – 14th February 2020

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Body swap story idea (unrealised)

Characters:
Donald Trump in the body of a sexy topless non-white siren
Rescuer – a full-blooded man with a strong desire for sex with the siren

Scenario:
A post-apocalyptic Earth with white people on the run from the rest of the planet’s people. Trump as President was shot and killed but a mind scan backup was quickly made and transferred to the siren by the rescuer. The rescuer chose the siren for obvious reasons. She was just a stupid chick before and now she is a stupid President chick.

28th Dec 2022 – I think the genesis of this idea is taken from stories in the 1994 comic anthology.

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful to find my clothes washed and ironed each week

To-do list

  • Get down some notes about that body swap story ✅
  • Conscious of breathing, conscious in conversation ½
  • Study the TOEFL templates ✅
  • More printouts for Khawthang ✅
  • Finish casing CDs

Unfortunately yesterday I had a minor emotional setback as several things that had been bothering me came to a head. I felt sad and depressed and finding it difficult to overcome. The trigger was talking to Jimmy when he gave me my termination letter. He made pathetic excuses for my termination and it really made me mad.

Talking with George I thought would help me feel better but seemed to make it worse as I compare myself to him (which I know I shouldn’t). I don’t know how he can remain so calm and collected in the face of stupidity. I aspire to be like that too but I’m unable to control my emotions well enough. I feel like a failure, and feeling like that reminds me that I am.

Let’s get physical, let me hear your body talk – 26th March 1994

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The sun streaming in uncurtained windows, we woke wrapped in each other. Warm and cosy like teddy bears. My usual morning passions stirred I proceeded to kiss my sweetheart all over her soft skin until it had the desired effect and she began to return kisses gently. Our lips met and sparks ignited our passions until our frenzy was spent! Half an hour later we repeated the performance. We later went to town and I got my haircut (quite severely) and bought some expensive chocolate. We came home and once again repeated our performance like it was the end of the world tomorrow. She has also been knitting a new cardigan when I gave her the chance and it looks like it’s going to be a work of art. She doesn’t do things by halves that’s for sure. We went out to the park with John and played for an hour with the rugby ball. I wanted to carry on but they’d had enough. Work hard play hard I say! On our return she returned to her knitting but I soon interrupted with the promise of fulfilment. We undressed and I licked her body into a frenzy and orgasm before entering her from behind until I too reached my climax. It’s been one of those physical kind of days and her body is my shrine to worship.