When I was a kid, I only wanted two things, to live my life on a ship, and to be normal. I got half that wish, now three and a half years after coming back to land, I’m pretty happy about what I did. But that want to be normal died early at while in Maryland... My eyes were opened to a whole new desire... I gave up fighting and just wanted... wanted the flesh all around me, almost like a challenge, how many guys can I fuck each year kinda thing... I did pretty well... now though I find my want for flesh changing again. 9 times out of 10 I wanted to fuck the guy senseless... now it’s fifty fifty about whether I want to fuck him or I wand him to pound me int the mattress....