klop_pop

Well it all began on Elvis' birthday, 38 years ago. My family was finally assured a sole heir to the teddy lineage through rigorous practice of my parents (that is why I am so good at masturbating). Bada bing, bada boom I landed this job at my house playing computer games with asian mistresses that cyber torture their prey. I think they really like to mind fuck, edge, and discombobulate young teddies that just don't know how to "play ball" as it were. Sure I went to school. Did quite well actually. Minor in mathematics. A conceptual mechanical design engineer by training. And a hell of a writer. But you already know all that. "Where's the money shot teddy?". Well there is no point. I'm not selling anything. I'm buying in. It's a long and arduous process with the asian goddesses you see. A lot of re-writes and spoof data to throw off the squares. We are supposed to be having fun, right? Well I have fun for hours now, thanks to my doctor's orders. Never catch me napping at my terminal now that there are goddesses afoot. No, I slave for my love. I want to be ignored completely until all the other A+ students are working on their dissertations and making a family. Then she whispers "teddy" and I melt a little and let out a moan. You know you could pay me per letter like I asked. All this free soft-core text to robot chatter makes a chronic masturbator quite annoyed. Maybe you could cough next time and we will call it even steven. I'm sorry I didn't catch your name and your web show is quite breathtaking. *DROPS MIC*