I think I have gotten over the rape but sometimes the memory returns

Joined a gym, they have a swimming pool, (cold) a jacuzzi and a steam room. (Update) the sights you see in the changing room, fat, skinny, young,old; a girl with blue skin and one with a Greek nose, small tits, big tits, firm tits, floppy tits, flat tummys, fat tummys, small pussys, huge pussys

(Update 27/4 I saw a beautifull woman in the swimming pool yesterday, she was about 5' 10"  maybe 6' even had blondish, sort of mousey blond hair, slim, breasts  I think about 34C  had a long  neck, perhaps over 6"  and tied her hair in a bun on top of her head, it made her neck look even longer. She had a tiny bikini. She was fabulous. I did not see her naked because she showered in a cubicle.She was with a man, the spoke in either Russian ot Polish. When she walked she seemed to glide

Tried the pegs on nipples thing, hhurt at first, but got used to it, made my nips hard and was exciting.

I have decided to forgive my brother. It has been over a year now. Perhaps it was my fault, I think I was careless, I let my knickers show, was too casual, was careless, I dont know, but I do feel in some way I was to blame. I cannot hate him, after all he is my brother and we had some good times together.

Why do men want to show me their cocks?

Bought an airbrush compressor, can't really afford it but need it, now have to practise how to use it.(update) So far all I have done is flood the paper with too much watery paint and block the hole with dried up paint

My first time with a woman was when I was 17, (just before my brother raped me) she was 23, she was my Art teacher. I liked her, she made me laugh. there were 3 girls left in school, it was nearly 4 and getting dark so she said she would take us home. I was the last. She stopped in a country lane, looked at me and placed her hand on my neck. I held her wrist and took it away, looking into her eyes, not sure what to find there. She undid my top buttons, I removed her hand again, so she put her hand on my leg, then up my skirt and into my knickers. Her finger did the things I used to do, but it was better when someone else was doing  it. She opened my top and kissed my nipples, her fingers doing things to me. I orgasmed and she took me home. I was in love. I tried harder to do my work to please her. I even wanted to marry her, but we never did it again. I don't know if she just wanted a one of or she was afraid of losing her job

A man went to a doctor and said "My hearing is getting bad, I can't n hear myself cough". The doctor gave him some tablets and said "take one every day". The man asked, "will they help my hearing"? The doctor said "no, but they will make you cough louder"

I come from Cough. Someone asked me where is Cough? Actually there are two Coughs, one is in the chest and is called "Chesty-Cough" and the other is in the throat and is called "Throaty-Cough"'

There are some strange people here, one woman wants me to eat her shit. Imagine. Before asking someone to do something, would you do it?

Love is gentle and love is kind and love is true when love is new, but love grows old and waxes cold and fades away like the morning dew. I hinted to a beautiful woman that I would be her wife and she said., in your dreams. Love is a strange thing. It makes you want to give and not take. You let her fuck you becase she wants to, you cook for her so she is fed, you do everything for her, nothing for yourself