Jack Spratt

120818 09:48 yes

. . . even to myself arisen regardless of time light or night I am mostly reverent but then equally so irreverent as well possibly to some more so than not. Scatological of course learned beneath my mother's feet kicking me near insensible yet then too she could do it with her eyes flaming me even before I took an inordinate interest in her breasts of which I recall never having succulence in any or all senses clauses pretences and so it goes that I now recognize the rejection of my young bride the one who not only informed me her father's life lost to death would have precluded our marriage to which mother if I remember correctly was one hour late with the wedding cake in either or any case she, the bride too soon after the nuptials her nipples I did stroke approaching her at kitchen sink from behind gently encircling her waist then softly did I hand arisen or arises to enshroud her luscious breasts to which she in terrifying silence did imply never ever do that again of such behavior i so accustomed complied and thus wasted so many years of adoration become slavery to her hysteria twirling on a dime did turn from lust to lackluster in all save a few occasions when i was able to drive her beyond all her defenses into sensual oblivion . . . like mom on rare occasion, too seldom to remember often or well, was All Woman, All WOMEN, goddess to me. 

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