Point blank, Lil Kim showed me how to masturbate.
"This verse goes out to my niggaz in jail;
Beatin they dicks to the double-X-L; Magazine (uhh)
You like how I look in the aqua green?
Get your Vaseline!
Roll some weed with some tissue and close your eyes,
Then imagine your tongue in between my thighs"
I actually did it one night.
When I came, I thought it was some kind of deformed blood.
Scared the shit out of me.
The next night though, I was ready.
I'm aware of how immoral masturbation is.
Despite what doctors and therapy experts say.
But... not everyone is attractive enough to get sex-on-demand.
And sometimes, making yourself arrive (without the concern for another) is more satisfying.
Especially for a broken heart.
I'm also aware of how immoral this post (as well as many others on this blog) is.
To the young lady who called herself "blowing the whistle" on me earlier, you got it.
I won't mention you ever again.
For the record, who you are beyond your mask of espionage is who I truly love and have love for.
Other than that, you can kiss my ass.
Straight like that.
No more mention of you.
I got some business to handle.
I could return...
My promiscuity is sacred.