Besides, I made a notarized copy last April.Besides, I made a notarized copy last April. Then I sent it (on diskette by anonymoUS mail) to some ASB regulars that give real names in their sigs. I asked that they post it for me. It never appeared. Then came wizvax. I reread and rewrote it just for the hell of it and here it is. I don't have a spelling checker. J tells me I misspelled "embarrassment" all the way through. At the end of the diary, it appears that I left J to get my head back together. I'm back, and we're married now, so it has a happy ending even if it doesn't look that way. It is called "The List" and it is in two columns. This is Column One. We started Column Two before we got married. If you like column one I'll post column two. Sorry if this doesn't make sense. You'll have to read it to have any idea at all what I'm talking about. I tried to make it as readable as possible, recreating dialogue and putting in my own thoughts as I went along. You're probably tired of the undiluted screwing you read on rec.arts.erotica and alt.sex.bondage anyway. And since what follows really happened, maybe you'll forgive me for writing about what went on inside my head as well as inside the rest of my anatomy. |