Self-Pleasure: A Personal Exploration

He passively drifted through hours at the book store signing copies, but even after the whole day and a lot of advertising, she had not shown up. He had delighted millions and journeyed across continents to come see her. XXX After all, she wasn’t like all the skanks at his school – no, she was different. Who else could it have been? Just as he wrapped up and made his way towards the door, a familiar voice came from behind him. Big, blue eyes the size of baseballs; mascara contrasting the paleness of her white skin, and a leather jacket and skirt that showed her for the rebel she was.