For a long time now, I have remained silent. I travel from world to world, here in cyberspace, neither passing judgment nor offering comment. I have noticed in this world, the SSG world, that journal entries are valued and desired. Those who keep their silence too long are thought of as "lurkers" which is considered unfriendly and a bad thing. Those who have encountered me know me to be a friendly and approachable enough sort. Therefore, if anyone is curious enough to be here and to have read this far, then I will endeavor to amuse you with a story or two of my travels.
I am a traveler. When I am online, I travel the almost infinite sea of worlds that is the internet. Being a picture and story junkie, I find myself with virtually endless material for entertainment. Oftentimes I explore the farther reaches of the known universe through a set of space and astronomy related sites. Be it images from the Hubble telescope or sounds of radio waves recorded from Jupiter. The universe is mine to explore. Spaceman Spiff never had it so good.
I am also a creature of flesh and blood. This colors my perception of the world. It sets boundaries on my abilities, and brings me to crave the company of my fellows. Sometimes for the warm contact of conversation. Sometimes for the heat of sex. Turning my course then to the worlds of my fellows, I find the human world a virtual garden of delights.
When I first came to this world it was, of course for sex. At least the mental kind that one may find in this place. For real sex one must of course go elsewhere. It was an image of Mary that enticed me to part ways with cash so that I might see a little more of this particular beauty of Heaven. It was Echo that convinced me to stay. When I was full of ache over the limits of my ability, virtually foaming at the mouth for want of someone who just did not share a common desire for me, it was a picture of Echo that made my heart say "J--- Who?"
Since that night, the pictures and stories that I have found here, in this place that I originally came to for sexual entertainment, have proven to be a delight from the very cream of humanity. Member profiles have some of the best material from a thousand sites or more. I have also learned about so many kewl sites here that I may never have encountered otherwise. With the wonder of right click and paste, I have found hundreds of images, sexual and nonsexual, worthy of my personal collection.
So to all of you who have posted your material here, beautiful Suicide Girls and members alike, I offer you my heartfelt thanks. Thank you for sharing the best of what you love with fellows, so that when the stars seem to distant, a fellow may find these things, and take comfort in the knowledge that he is not alone.
T42
I am a traveler. When I am online, I travel the almost infinite sea of worlds that is the internet. Being a picture and story junkie, I find myself with virtually endless material for entertainment. Oftentimes I explore the farther reaches of the known universe through a set of space and astronomy related sites. Be it images from the Hubble telescope or sounds of radio waves recorded from Jupiter. The universe is mine to explore. Spaceman Spiff never had it so good.
I am also a creature of flesh and blood. This colors my perception of the world. It sets boundaries on my abilities, and brings me to crave the company of my fellows. Sometimes for the warm contact of conversation. Sometimes for the heat of sex. Turning my course then to the worlds of my fellows, I find the human world a virtual garden of delights.
When I first came to this world it was, of course for sex. At least the mental kind that one may find in this place. For real sex one must of course go elsewhere. It was an image of Mary that enticed me to part ways with cash so that I might see a little more of this particular beauty of Heaven. It was Echo that convinced me to stay. When I was full of ache over the limits of my ability, virtually foaming at the mouth for want of someone who just did not share a common desire for me, it was a picture of Echo that made my heart say "J--- Who?"
Since that night, the pictures and stories that I have found here, in this place that I originally came to for sexual entertainment, have proven to be a delight from the very cream of humanity. Member profiles have some of the best material from a thousand sites or more. I have also learned about so many kewl sites here that I may never have encountered otherwise. With the wonder of right click and paste, I have found hundreds of images, sexual and nonsexual, worthy of my personal collection.
So to all of you who have posted your material here, beautiful Suicide Girls and members alike, I offer you my heartfelt thanks. Thank you for sharing the best of what you love with fellows, so that when the stars seem to distant, a fellow may find these things, and take comfort in the knowledge that he is not alone.
T42