Worshipping Kenny: A Tale of Cock Worship Part Four of Five (English Edition)

The first time my editors caught me online engaged in these sorts of conversations, I was able to explain it away as research. A popular television star had been photographed exiting a fetish club, and it made sense because by that time I had a great deal of freedom to pursue my own stories and not just assignments. The second time, which was about a year later, I was able to play it off as extended research because I claimed I was no longer writing an article but instead a full length book. Really, I should have just stopped using the office computers but that meant I would have eight or nine hours in the middle of my day in which I couldn’t indulge in my particular desires at all. By that time, I’d given up on anything happening in the real world as well. All of my experiences had been disappointing and filled with wistful regret so for me the fantasy encounters I’d experience with online men were as good as it got and I used them I suppose in the way a heroin addict might use methadone although in truth I’d never experienced the original high in the first place though the closest thing to it was my time with Graydon right before graduation ten years before. I was so inexperienced back then, though! Everything then was so new and made perfect by the newness and the excitement of discovery and youth and even though I remembered all of it fondly I really needed dozens of sessions with Graydon or someone like him to be able to fully explore all I wanted to experience.