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| I live such a vanilla life. Pretty much live at my job Monday through Friday, and I am so terrified to venture outside of that life because of the potential repercussions. But no longer can I continue to deny the fact that I need to try something more. I can't remember a time where I didn't want to be used for the amusement of a beautiful woman. I long to try being a dutiful tramplee, be a source of amusement as a woman takes her frustrations out on me. I have fantasies of what it might be like to give myself over and be ballbusted, to build up my tolerance and be better entertainment over time. I don't know what my limits are and pray for someone who would be willing to train me.
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