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(24 People Likes) What was the name of your favourite childhood toy, and is there a special reason why you named it that?
ging to a tree trunk. I took advantage of that feature by attaching him to my leg, which made taking him along as I ran and played a lot easier, except for a few minor tripping incidents. He spoke in tiny little squeaks and was most talkative whenever I squeezed or hugged him, which was often; and often did I run up to my Mom to re-inflate him. My older cousin, Grace, who was around seven, suggested the name. Over several weeks of summer vacation, Winkie and I became inseparable. I loved him. All vacations eventually come to an end. The day came for my family to pack up the car and head back home. It was a long three-hour drive, so we started off early to beat the summer heat. So early that the sun hadn’t even come up yet. So early that I was still half asleep when I plopped into the car seat. We were about an hour on the road when it dawned on me that Winkie wasn’t around. I wanted to turn back to get Winkie. My Father said no. No matter how much I cried and protested, my Father refused to turn the car around. I was heart-broken. As with children, I eventually grew out of my need to reconnect with my friend, Winkie. But I never forgot that little inflatable bear who squeaked. The years passed and my cousins and I have grown old. We are now grandparents. We stay connected through Facebook. In 2018, my cousin Grace posted one of her childhood pictures. It was of her holding Winkie! I recognized him immediately. In our conversation through Facebook, I told her I remember Winkie very well. She told me about Winkie’s origin. As it turned out, Winkie was never mine to begin with. As a bratty younger cousin, (my words not hers) I just happened to claim Winkie as my own when I saw him. But her Father had actually given her Winkie as a present. She loved that doll. I never knew she was just sharing him and allowing me to play with him. Grace told me she still has him. I finally understood why my parents didn’t let me take Winkie home. The special reason I named him that? I didn’t. After Grace and I had a chat on Facebook, I r
(29 People Likes) How Do Sex Dolls Work?
eliness, sex and yearning for companionship are universal motivators for us all, and we always don’t act them in logical ways. As though relationships between the sexes weren’t complicated enough, advances in artificial intelligence (AI) enabled realistic robot sex dolls or sex robots are poised to add another dimension to our sexual relationships. These AI robot dolls are essentially realistic dolls with animatronics in their head and an AI per
(69 People Likes) Who is your least favorite comic book artist?
sthetics. I would not have guessed Frank Miller coming up so often. I’m a fan of his compositions, use of light and dark and hard-to-predict brushwork, though I can see depicting cherished favorites as decaying cartoons rubbing people the wrong way. Least favorite is tough to pin since I’ll usually pass on a comic book if I don’t like the art style. But I do recall the first time noticing artwork radiating so much tastelessness that the idea of someone even catching me look at it gave me a miniature panic attack. With all due respect to differing opinions and the artist toward whom I bear no ill will, I submit J. Scott Campbell. Now, I have no beef with erotic art: a natural, inevitable expression of human pleasure. Hyper-sexualized depictions of women monopolizing a media niche is of course not good, but I chose to blame industry leadership rather than the hard-toiling artists that bring us our requested filth. Nor would I dispute that attractiveness is largely governed by symmetry and preferences for familiar bodily features drawn from one’s life history. I don’t even object to the intellectual project of depicting a woman as a carefully constructed Frankenstein of Vivid Video’s class of 1993. But where you loose me is when you start slapping different wigs and coats of paint on this horrible creature, especially in the same book. Why? Because the relative lack of risk-taking reads like he’s trying too hard to succeed, and, for my tastes, good art should impress without looking like it’s trying - another aspect I like about Frank Miller’s art. This is even more true of erotically-tinged comic books, because, and it saddens me to type this, trying too hard means trying too hard to mass produce teenage boners. While not actually ignoble, and doing so without considerable effort is a lie, it
(30 People Likes) What should I do when I know the girl I truly love from the bottom of my heart can never be mine?
ant to be, it will be. i hate to say it but you should give up. you’re only hurting yourself by giving yourself false hope. love can only take you so far. hurting purposely by loving her (still) will be your downfall, honestly s Sex Doll Torso eaking there may not be another girl like her, but you will find one even be better than her. if you let yourself heal and find someone who can truly be yours. i wish you goodluck, take care it’s difficult but you will find love ag
(16 People Likes) If you had an opportunity to write a letter to your first love, what would it say?
nd I was very happy for a while, hearing for the first time "I love you" and repeating it back to you. I learned to have a partner, to share my life, to know new things daily just because, out of nowhere, you came out. Why did this only last you three months? I know you already had another boyfriend, but he was in the USA, he never called or sent letters... I was absolutely sure that, with everything we were living in, this guy was a card out of the deck for a long time! Why did you throw it all away when he decided to spend his vacations here? And yet, after I suffered so much, lost ten pounds, cried day and night... You still wanted to come back with me when he came back to the 5 lots of love doll clothes SA. Even though you knew you would broke my heart again when he got back. Even though you knew I would suffer all over again. I, young and inexperienced, thought I could win you back... And, once again, I won your presence by my side. And the pleasure of having you, and everything else that involved. You got sick when we broke up just before he came back... And I gave in, I came back with you, I didn't want to see you suffer. It didn't work the other way around, did it? Because you took pleasure in seeing me suffer. You would like to see that someone suffer for loving you. I think you didn't even liked the American that much... You just liked to be with someone and see someone else suffer for losing you. For years I considered you a very special person. After all the roller coaster that we were dating, we are still friends, in fact, friends with a lot of benefits. If we counted the years we went to bed, we would hit a decade, even though the courtship only lasted a year and a half. This only happened because I still liked - in the sense of having affinity, not love - you. I still admired you in some way. But suddenly, in our last conversation... I finally understood. I finally realized that you REALLY enjoyed seeing me suffer. It's your nature! At no time did you worry about what I felt... All the time, what was worth was what you felt. I am not like that. I have ended dating still liking my girlfriend for realizing that she was suffering. I already ended relationships that shouldn't involve feelings when I realized that the girl was getting involved - and suffering. You need to know how to put yourself in the shoes of others. This is an enigma to you.
