My Number One Kink Is Direct Communication

a brick wall
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It’s been decades, but I still vividly remember my old elementary school. It was a brick building. Standing outside at recess, I’d often stare at those walls,  fascinated by the flaws in the blocks, the cracks and places where they were uneven. I was generally a talkative kid and often very social but occasionally I’d get overwhelmed.  » Read more

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PQ 6.5 — Do I look for hidden meanings in other people’s words? Do I bury my real meaning?

a crystal ball, in which there is a view of a coastal scene, including a vibrantly blue sky
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PQ 6.5 — Do I look for hidden meanings in other people’s words? Do I bury my real meaning?

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She is the most beautiful woman in the world. We’re whizzing down the road. A rural route. Trees rush by. She’s in the driver’s seat, like always. Her long black hair glints in the sun.  » Read more

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