Did I stutter?

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missalexcoyle:

I laughed. Well, giggled is more like it. I hadn’t been there long, but long enough to see what the big fuss was about. It had been too long since I’d seen anything like that or did anything like what those girls were doing. Way. too. long. I looked down at the linoleum floor, then slowly back up at him. “If you like that, you should see what I can do.”  

I gasped a response, feeling hot arousal as my breath caught in my throat. Here was a perfect female, standing there, asking for it. I guess someone does listen to your prayers!

"Like, now?" I asked, barely able to choke out the aroused words. I was overzealous. Overjoyed. Overeverythinged. I just couldn’t believe it.

What I hoped I looked like:

What I’m pretty sure I actually looked like:

Why am I so flustered? Around girls I’m usually like this:

I pray to God my nervousness won’t show. I get religious when I’m aroused.

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missalexcoyle:

Alex fumed as she paced the tiny cell she was now forced to call home. She was tired of being locked away in this godforsaken place. “Well, guess there’s nothing better to do,” Alex said as she threw open her door. 

She began to wander the asylum again for the third night in a row. This decrepit excuse for a building was immense and after hours of exploring she had still not seen every wing. She walked down a dimly lit hall; there was a light emanating from a door at then end. Curiously, and with no regard for danger, either imagined or possible, she strutted up to the door, silently crept in and took a seat. 

“Well hey there, stranger.” 

I quickly yanked off the headphones I’d put on, only to accidentally yank them out of the computer and hear the panting and moaning of females issue from the computer. I quickly exited out of the browser as fast as possible, feeling hot embarrassment rush to my face.

I turned around in my seat, hoping she’d seen nothing.

"Uh hi," I managed to mumble out, thoroughly shaken.

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5th May 2012

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I’m starting to resent this God forsaken institution -more deeply than I was before. Mostly because there was no internet privacy. The only computers are slow and in the entertainment center where everyone meanders about all the time, making it impossible to see any good porn. I can’t even find magazines. It’s like the entire institution is de-sexualized completely, making it impossible to find any inappropriate films, literature, etc., etc.. I need to invest in a personal laptop.

I meandered down to the entertainment center -no one was there. Good gracious, finally. I wasn’t planning on doing anything there -just maybe quickly finding some images or clips I could remember later.

I hope beyond hope beyond feverishly hope no one walks in while I’m finding this.

I searched some key words into google and clicked the first sight, praying to avoid a virus or any loud women moaning. It was live. I clicked the tab in the corner that said ‘open’…

3rd May 2012

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Wandering the Asylum

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missalexcoyle:

Is anyone here? The halls are so empty…

(coughs) I’m here.

…Who are you? I don’t think we’ve met before…

I’m… uh… I’m Aaron and, as you can see, not very smooth.

Aaron, huh? I’m Alex. You know, you don’t have to be shy around me. You don’t seem like the shy sort anyway.

I -I’m usually not.

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I swear I have a soul.

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