Month: September 2017

I’m not saying that getting email can be annoying. I enjoy that. It tells me that someone is actually paying attention. What’s annoying is when I get an email, reply to it, and the reply bounces. It’s even more annoying when I find out it’s bouncing at my server.  I had to get my IT guy to come over here on Labor Day to fix it. Something about something not being checked, or maybe it was something being checked when it shouldn’t be.

It probably tells you how much email I get that I’m just now noticing this. Most of what’s come in up to now has been administrative stuff that required a web response, not an email reply. Or it went through my IT guy’s email. I’m not really sure what I’d do without him when things get technical. Fortunately, he’s old and horny and easily bribed.  Yes, I know that sounds horrible and exploitative, but that’s only because you’ve never seen his cock.

Also, he plays the trumpet. Trumpet players can do amazing things with their tongues. So amazing. You wouldn’t believe how amazing. It’s so amazing.  Really, you should see how amazing… (Alright, Lauren, stop channeling that guy.)

Since one reason for having a website is to sell books, and another is to make any extra money that might be available from other sources, I’ve just added a Vibrators.com affiliate link. You know you need a new vibrator, so why not help me pay the rent and buy it from them. They’ve got a great selection.

I’m getting very close to finishing They All Cum at Carlisle’s. My brother, Sam, was visiting, and we’ve sent him back home with a nice little farewell orgy. I get to travel from Cleveland to New York by train, sharing a roomette with my friend, Julia. Those bunks are narrow, but it’s amazing what you can do in them, and the motion of the train really enhances the experience. And did you know that if you arrange your legs just right, two women can share a single bunk when each has her head at the opposite end of the bunk from the other? Ever so stimulating.

Also, my cousin Eve will be visiting from England in the last chapter. You remember her from , I’m sure. If you don’t, you should buy it and see what sort of mischief we get into.  Eve tends to pee when she cums, or maybe it’s the other way around, but she’s a lot of fun if you’re into that sort of thing. It’s even kinkier with a British accent.

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I’m presuming you noticed that you have to say how old you are now to get in here. That’s for purely practical reasons. For one thing, it lets me be a little more daring when I’m choosing pictures to accompany a post. Without any sort of age verification I was a little reluctant to show boobs, for example.

No, you won’t be seeing mine. Not my own, anyway. Any boobs you see will be mine in the sense that I paid for a license to use the picture. They’ll be my boobs from that perspective.  But they’ll never have been attached to my body.

Anyway, now that we have that out of the way, it’s time for an update. Writing continues on my latest book, They All Cum at Carlisle’s. It’s pretty close to finished now. Plotwise, it really is finished. I just need to add a few thousand words in the form of sex scenes. Those are always the most difficult to write because, really, how many ways can you say, “he stuck his dick in her pussy,” or “she sucked his cock,” or “they ate each other out?” Honestly, sex is a lot more fun to do than it is to write about.

I expect to send my 100th tweet sometime tomorrow. Or, possibly, today, depending on when I finish writing this. It’s already 11:20 here in New York, so tomorrow isn’t very far away. I’m having a lot of fun on Twitter. It’s a good place to plug my books. I don’t have that many followers yet, but I’m working on it. I find it interesting to see how many times a tweet is seen, and how many times it’s re-tweeted, or someone clicks on a link.

Re-tweets are rare, but, of course, I’m plugging books where the plot usually involves some guy screwing around with his sister, so not that many people are going to re-tweet those. It’s a bit like the holy roller relatives I mention in  a couple of my books, who may have caught their niece sucking a dick in a porno, but never tell anyone, because if they did, then the people they told would know they watch porn. Jesus wouldn’t like that, so they keep their mouths shut.

We used to get a lot of computer viruses, and we ultimately traced them to a relative who was spending most of his spare time on the Internet looking at porn. He claimed he was trying to find illegal stuff, so he could report it. I don’t think anyone believed him.

One tweet has been seen over 10,000 times without ever being re-tweeted. Even more annoying, that tweet’s link to the book it was plugging was clicked nearly 200 times, but as far as I can tell, no one bought a copy. It’s a really good book, too. It’s not a part of my “autobiography,” but it’s got a brother and sister going at it on a train, then having a minor orgy with two of their cousins when they get to the farm. A set of triplets (one boy, two girls) have some sexy fun down at the old swimming hole, with Mom getting in on the act a little later. And a hot girl plays with herself out by the pool for the benefit of a peeping Tom neighbor, then dragoons her brother into the act just to really drive the old fart next door over the edge. Not a bad haul for $3.99, really.

However, I’ve probably spent enough time fooling around here. I really do have a book to finish.

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