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Wednesday, April 13, 2005 at 07:33

139 ) - How the Holy Father changed my life

Like many young people I was seduced by the materialistic and sensual world created by the mass media and corporate America. I thought I'd be happy if I just...
had more money
had more orgasms
had a more prestigious job
had a bigger house
had a fancier car
could go on luxury vacations
could eat out more often.

you get the idea.

Anyway, I was doing everything I could to lead this glamourous and sexy life, but was miserable. I bounced back and forth between depression and euphoria. I medicated myself with drugs and alcohol and with sex. I DESERVED orgasms I reasoned. I yearned for peace but lived in chaos. At times, I felt suicidal and always, always even in a crowd very very alone.

Yet sitting in a hotel room during the death vigil for his Holiness John Paul II --just two days after Terri Shiavo died because her husband could not bear to be bound to her broken body nor parted with her money, I realized what a waste of all my striving has been.

Listening to the Holy Father's dying words, I felt peace coming over me. Yes, I wanted to believe that if I could not find the Lord in the mess I'd made of my life, He'd come looking for me. And I felt better. In the last few days, I have felt more peaceful, healed.

Pope John Paul II said "Be not afraid." Those words are my comfort, my shield, my joy. Because God had said "I go before you ALWAYS. Come follow Me and I will give you rest."

If you too are seeking material things to fill the emptiness in your life, try God!

Tuesday, April 05, 2005 at 16:19

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Wednesday, March 30, 2005 at 03:05

137 ) - A beautiful sight (an adult story)

My brother and his wife are suckers for a sad story and took in a pregnant young woman from their church. Since they live on the other side of the duplex my parents own, I see a lot of this girl.

Amber is about 20 and was probably very thin before her pregnancy because even now at 8 months she is all belly with tiny A cup titties and asscheeks that I bet I could cup in my hands. Her hair had been bleached to a strawberry blonde, but with the baby coming, she hasn't colored it and the darker red roots make her skin seem white as milk.

I've been sniffing aroundher for the last two months with no luck. When her asshole boyfriend left her pregnant, Amber learned her lesson about sex and has followed my sister-in-law's advice to not be alone with a guy she doesn't intend to marry. I guess they included me (a notorious horn dog) because she usually won't let me into their side of the duplex when my brother and his wife are both gone.

So, how did I see what I did.

It all started when my brother had a business trip to Florida. His wife is originally from there and was eager to take their kids to see Grammy and Grampy. A week long trip was planned. However, the doctor said Amber shouldn't fly. So she had to stay behind.

They'd only been gone a day when Amber knocked on the door. She's never approached me before and I thought for a moment that she had gone into premature labor. It wasn't that bad. Blushing, she explained that she had accidentally broken the toilet seat and asked if I could replace it. I guess I must have looked at her weirdly because she blushed some more and told me that she was badly constipated. She couldn't take a laxative, but her doctor had suggested squatting on the seat so that gravity would help her stool descend. Before she could finish, she had slipped slightly and wrenched the toilet seat off.

The visual this confession produced made me stiff as steel instantly. I could just picture her straining to force a log of shit from her anus while trying to balance her huge belly. I managed to hide my woody behind a magazine while I promised to fix it later that night. When she left, I went into my bathroom and wanked off so hard that ribbons of cum shot across the room to splash against the wall. That got me thinking.

The layout of my parents duplex is so that the bathrooms back against each other with the shower/bath combos back to back and the toilets across from each other. If I drilled a careful hole, I could rig up a little camera to see her squatting myself.

When I went out to Home Depot, I stopped at the local spy shop and bought the right equipment. Then I suggested to Amber that she use my car to go grocery shopping while I fixed the toilet.

She did and when she returned, I told her that the toilet was all fixed and I'd even installed a grab bar to aid her.

Amber was so grateful for my help that she offered to cook me dinner. I agreed and urged her to eat heartily (so that she'd have to revisit the toilet.) Sure enough, she soon was shifting uncomfortably and said she needed to go back next door.

I thanked her and once the door was shut, I ran upstairs. My spyhole was set so that I could watch Amer remove her maternity pants and panties then perch gingerly on the toilet seat. She had to reach above her head to use the grab bar and this made her tiny tits poke against the fabric of her thin peasant style blouse. I could see she still didn't need a bra.

Beneath her huge belly, her red bush was barely visible. At first I though I'd be disappointed, but then to my amazement, she lowered one hand and began to massage her pink slit and she panted and pushed.

My rod was stiff again and I jerked it with one hand as I manipulated the camera with the other.

I zoomed the camera in further just in time to see the dark brown tip of her turd emerging. It must have been enormous and rock hard because she was only able to push out about a inch before she slumped with exhaustion. She frigged herself for a couple minutes before pushing again.

The turd slid another few inches before I saw her belly ripple with the force of an orgasm. Amber sighed and used a piece of tissue to break off the four inches of turd sticking out from her anus. From her disappointed expression, I guessed there was much more.

She was back in a couple hours. This time, she wore only a tin maternity night gown. Hiked above her belly, it had a loose neckline that gave me glimpses of her breasts. She was almost flatchested really and I wondered if her boobs had grown at all since she got pregnant. As she crouched on the toilet, pushing internally and masturbating, I tried to imagine sucking on those tiny tits.

The thought almost brought me to climax and I must have groaned aloud because she stopped frigging and looked up. The walls are thin and I often heard my brother and sister-in-law going at it in the days before Amber moved in. I had to make sure that I didn't reveal my presence.

Amber didn't stop for long. She opened her legs wider this time and I could see the long thick turd hanging from her ass like a huge black dick. Her slender fingers slipped into her dripping pussy and she moaned as the turd finally slid free of her ass. I wondered if her anus was stretched open from its passage.

She wiped then went back to jilling off. We came at the same time. It was a beautiful site.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005 at 12:17

136 ) - A True Miracle

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt seven farmers before it was through.

Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn`t see some rain soon we would lose everything.

It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes.

I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I saw my six-year old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn`t walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort...trying to be as still as possible.

Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the woods, run back to the house.

Finally I couldn`t take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...as he was obviously doing important work and didn`t need his Mommy checking up on him).

He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked; being very careful not to spill the water he held in them...maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped his little face but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose.

As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing site. Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him...he didn`t even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a tiny fawn laying on the ground, obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy`s hand.

When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the house; to a spigot that we had shut off the water to. Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drip drip slowly fill up his makeshift `cup`, as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn`t ask me to help him. It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands.

When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him. His little eyes just filled with tears. "I`m not wasting", was all he said. As he began his walk, I joined him... with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life.

As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by other drops...and more drops...and more. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride. Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. That miracles don`t really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I can`t argue with that...I`m not going to try. All I can say is that the rain that came that day saved our farm...just like that actions of one little boy saved another.

I don`t know if anyone will read this...but I had to send it out. To honor the memory of my beautiful Billy, who was taken from me much too soon.... But not before showing me the true face of Love, in a little sunburned body.

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Tuesday, February 01, 2005 at 02:33
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