Such strange patterns.

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A few vids.  New to me, some of them.  Wanted to ignore, some have too much drawing power.  That, and in spite of being new to me, kept populating.  Not in my viewed area, which makes there recurring pops even stranger.  Did I make a right call about the wrong one?  Or did my correct call wound, to her as if to slay?


A double-tap was then attempted?


Perhaps she thought...

Stick with the middle two.  You had more opportunity than any before you.  You threw every pearl to the swine then lamented more.

So she says.

Much closer to the truth.

Well, I was a bit... darker in those days.  Perhaps I merely surpassed her in her ways?  Right until I finally accepted God.  Then I just quit that false game.  Gave her two years to come around, changing it to platonic.  She chose.  Those were the most hellish of my time of celibacy.  She had a fine little form.  Devilish.  Still, stolid.