Old Metal Road Block
This was written, over 10 years ago. I still think it's worth re-posting. ======================================== I sat on my bed one night and looked at the computer screen. I want to write something. But what do I write? I wanted to write something that had in sex. That is mainly my driving point, but as of late, they have ended up with happy endings. Instead of the end of one affair with someone that they liked, but had no intention of staying with. I may have lost my interest in torrid little affairs. I even surprised myself when I finished "The Maccoys" on a loving note. I think that it is being 21, single, and not having one single date since I was 16. Since I have been down here, everyone is asking me if I was married. Why on earth should I be married at 21? Plus, if I was married, I would not be down here anyway. I look back at the screen. I have nothing left to write. I have written about teenagers, incest times two, three different ways, swinging, masturbat...