Tonight, my mother made me a huge strawberry-banana smoothie and went to my door. Either she tried to open it or didn't want to wait for me to get out of my bed to open the door, 'cause after she knocked and waited for me, she told me she was going to tell my Father to remove the lock on my door. I've been in an embattled attitude ever since.

Every day I go to the Reality Kings sites and see the latest preview pages, which I believe are updated every Tuesday. Then I go to the bathroom to masturbate. I haven't touched myself in several days but I don't think it was that long ago, so imagine my surprise when my first projection of ejaculate hits the back of the open medicine cabinet, which is a foot off the counter!