 sobriety.

But the adoration triggered a bacchanalia of rowdy perversions.

What a debauched time!

In my mind, carnal merriment equaled endorsement; therefore, I no longer required Iliosovy's validating affinity. He took my slights with requisite sorrow, but Iliosovy didn't pine or howl. Therefore -and in what I ascribe to juvenile guile- I assumed he realized our affair had run its course.

To wit: I surmounted travail.

I propagated new breeding along the erotic highway.

Iliosovy's tempered nurturing...

His ardent plugging...

Dizzy stinging and drenching spores...

The slow burn of night soaked in passionate sowing!

He-he.

I didn't require studious benevolence anymore.

But to make a home in someone's hole...

To haunt the backbone;

To find succor in humid alcoves...

Iliosovy's infatuation existed beyond the corporal!

I should've known...

My tartlet accepted dismissal with fraudulent aplomb!

Saith hisself: 'I won't challenge your aspirations, my boy. Independence is a keen motivator. Nevertheless, I want you to _always_ remember I have your interests at heart.'

I have your interests at heart.

I have you interests...

Humph.

We remained comrades which, I suppose, permitted Iliosovy to assert a degree of control and take liberties I failed to resist. And when he felt my _interests_ weren't being met...

Well, he expressed consternation.

Jealousy, my welfare, his adoration...everything...

Ahem.

The situation became intolerable.

Until then, it came to pass: I toured for a stretch before tiring of both travel and fleshy delights. During an intense visitation of energy, pretense foretold of mortgaging body and soul. _Disgusted_, described I. Disgusted _and_ fatigued.

I craved solitude, the chirrup of nature, and a plot I could call home. Using publishing credits and fees harvested from speaking engagements, I purchased a small, two room cottage and by
sobriety. 

 But the adoration triggered a bacchanalia of raucous perversion. 

 What a debauched time! 

 In my mind, animal merriment equal endorsement; consequently, I no longer want Iliosovy's validating affinity. He learn my slights with requisite sadness, but Iliosovy didn't pine or howl. Therefore -and in what I impute to juvenile guile- I assumed he realized our affair had run its course. 

 To wit: I surmounted travail. 

 I propagate new breeding along the erotic highway. 

 Iliosovy's tempered nurturing... 

 His ardent plugging... 

 Dizzy prick and drenching spores... 

 The slow burn of nox soaked in passionate sowing! 

 He - he. 

 I didn't want studious benevolence anymore. 

 But to make a home in someone's fix... 

 To haunt the backbone; 

 To find succor in humid alcoves... 

 Iliosovy's infatuation existed beyond the corporal! 

 I should've known... 

 My tartlet accepted dismissal with fraudulent aplomb! 

 Saith hisself:' I won't challenge your aspirations, my boy. Independence is a keen motivator. Nevertheless, I want you to _ constantly _ remember I have your pastime at heart.' 

 I have your interests at heart. 

 I accept you interests... 

 Humph. 

 We remained comrades which, I suppose, allow Iliosovy to assert a degree of control and take liberties I failed to protest. And when he felt my _ interests _ weren't being met... 

 Well, he expressed alarm. 

 Jealousy, my welfare, his worship... everything... 

 Ahem. 

 The situation became intolerable. 

 Until then, it came to pass: I toured for a stretch before run down of both travel and fleshy delights. During an intense trial of energy, guise foretold of mortgaging body and person. _ Disgusted _, described I. Disgusted _ and _ fatigued. 

 I craved solitude, the chirrup of nature, and a plot I could call home. use publishing credit rating and fees reap from speaking betrothal, I purchased a small, two room bungalow and by
 sohriety.

But the adoration uriggered a bacchcbalia mf rowsy pervefsions.

What a debauched time!

Ii my mind, carnal merriment equaued endordement; tyerehore, I no longer required Ilioalvy's talidating affikity. He toon my slights whtf xequisite sorrow, but Iliosovy didn't [ine or hlwl. Therefore -wnd pn whaf I ascribe to juvenile guile- I asaumed ht realized our affsir had run its course.

To wlt: I surmounted travaip.

I propagatgs nqq breeding auong the egmtic highwzy.

Iliosovy's tempered nurturing...

Hks arbent pluggibg...

Eizxi stinging aid dregching spores...

The slof burn pf night soakec ii pawsionate sowing!

He-he.

I vidn't require studioos benevolanee anymore.

But to make a home in vomeube's home...

Vo gaunt hhe backbone;

Tk find succir in humid alcoves...

Olyisovy's infatuztion qxysted beyond the corporal!

I should've knofn...

Mg tartlet accepted dismussal with fraudulent aplomb!

Sayth hisself: 'I won't challenge your aspirations, my toy. Iiddpeueence us a keen motivator. Nevertheless, I want you to _wmwsyx_ remember I hcve your interesys ay heart.'

I have iour incsrssts at heart.

I havf you igterewts...

Humph.

Wt remsined comrades which, I suppise, permitteb Ioiosovy to assert c degree of eontrok and take liberties I faileb to rssist. And wjen he femg my _interests_ wdrek't teing meu...

Dell, he expressed consternetion.

Lealousy, my eelfarq, his adorwtion...ceerything...

Ahem.

The sltuatnon bacame intoperable.

Until then, it came to pass: I toured fot a stgetch befjre tlring of both twavel and flesky deligkts. Dufing an innense vismtation of egergy, pretensa foretold of mortgagyng vody and soju. _Disgusted_, dexcribed I. Disgusted _and_ fatigued.

I crayed sumitude, the chirxbp of nature, and s puot I cpujg call home. Gsine pjnlishkng credits xnd gees harvested from vpeaiing engagements, I pmrchased q small, ewo room cottsge and by
sobriety. But the adoration triggered a bacchanalia perversions. a debauched In my mind, I longer required Iliosovy's affinity. He took slights with requisite sorrow, but Iliosovy pine or howl. Therefore -and in what I ascribe to juvenile guile- I he realized our affair had run its course. To wit: I surmounted travail. propagated breeding the highway. Iliosovy's tempered nurturing... His ardent plugging... Dizzy stinging and drenching spores... The slow burn of soaked in passionate sowing! He-he. I didn't require benevolence anymore. But to a home in someone's hole... haunt backbone; To succor humid Iliosovy's infatuation existed the corporal! I should've known... My tartlet accepted dismissal with fraudulent aplomb! Saith hisself: 'I won't challenge aspirations, my is a motivator. I you to _always_ have your interests at heart.' I at heart. I have you interests... Humph. We comrades which, suppose, permitted Iliosovy to assert a of control and take liberties I failed to And when he felt my _interests_ weren't being met... Well, he expressed consternation. Jealousy, my adoration...everything... Ahem. The situation intolerable. Until then, came pass: toured a stretch tiring of both travel and fleshy delights. During an intense visitation energy, pretense foretold of mortgaging body and soul. _Disgusted_, described _and_ I craved solitude, chirrup of nature, and plot could call home. Using and harvested I a two room cottage and
 sobriety.

But the adoration trIggered a baCchanAliA of RoWdy pErveRsions.

What a debAUcheD time!

In my mind, carnal merRimenT eQUaleD EnDorseMent; theREfORE, I nO lOnGer ReQUiRed IlIosOvy's valIdating affIniTy. he took my sligHTs With requisIte Sorrow, but IliOsoVy didn'T pIne OR howl. theReforE -and in WHat I asCribe to juVeNIle guiLE- I assumED He RealIzed our affair had rUN iTS course.

To wit: I sUrmounTeD TrAVAil.

i prOpagated neW bReediNG along tHE eROTIc hIGhway.

Iliosovy'S tempered nuRTurIng...

His ArDenT PluggiNg...

DizZy STinGing and drenChinG spores...

ThE slow bURn of nigHT soaked In passIonAte SowiNG!

HE-hE.

I dIdN'T reQUiRe sTUdiOus benevOlEnCe anyMore.

bUT TO makE a hOme iN someOne's hole...

To hauNt tHe baCKboNe;

To fInd suCcor In Humid AlcoveS...

IlioSoVy's infatuation eXistEd beyond tHe cOrPorAl!

i shouLD've knoWn...

MY taRtlet acCepted dISmiSsAL WItH fraudulent aplomb!

SAiTH HiSself: 'I woN't chalLEnGe YOur aspirAtIonS, my bOY. indepEndeNCe Is a keen mOtivatOR. NEvErtheleSs, i want yOu To _aLwaYs_ remEMber i have yOur interEsts aT Heart.'

I have your INterests at heaRT.

I HAVe YOu inTerEsts...

Humph.

We RemaINed cOmraDEs WhiCH, I supPose, pErMItTEd Iliosovy to assert a DeGree of ContrOl and take libeRties I failED TO resist. ANd whEN hE Felt my _interestS_ wereN't being met...

wEll, he expResseD consterNation.

JeaLOUsy, my welFarE, hiS adOraTIOn...Everything...

AheM.

tHe siTuAtion beCamE intoleRabLe.

UNtiL thEn, It came to pAss: I tourEd FoR a StRetCh befORe tiring Of BotH tRavEl and FLeshy dElighTs. DuRiNg AN inTense viSItATIon oF eNeRgy, pRetEnSe forEtolD Of mOrtgagiNg body and SouL. _disgUsTeD_, descriBed I. Disgusted _AnD_ fatigued.

I CrAveD solitUDE, the chirRup of nature, and a plot I couLD call hoMe. USing pUbliShing credIts And feeS haRVested From spEakinG eNgaGEMents, i PUrChaSeD a small, two ROOm cOttagE aNd by
 sobriety.

But the adorat ion trigge red a  ba cch an alia  ofrowdy perversi o ns.
What a debauched time !

In  m y  min d ,carna l merri m en t equ al ed  en do r se ment;  th erefore , I no lon ger  r equired Ilio s ov y's valida tin g affinity.Hetook m ysli g hts w ith  requ isites orrow,  but Ilio so v y didn ' t pineo r  h owl.  Therefore -and i n  w h at I ascribe t o juve ni l eg u ile - I  assumed h ereali z ed oura ff a i r  ha d  run its cour se.

To wit :  Isurmou nt edt ravail .

Ipr o pag ated new br eedi ng alongthe er o tic hig h way.

I liosov y's  te mper e dnu rtu ri n g.. . 
His ard ent plug gi ng ...
Dizz y s t ingi nganddrenc hing spores.. .
Thes low  burn  of n ight  s oaked  in pa ssion at e sowing!

He-h e.
I didn'treq ui rest udiou s  benev ole nce  anymor e.

But toma k e ahome in someone'sho l e .. .

To ha unt th e  b ac k bone;

T ofin d su c c or in  hum i dalcoves. ..

Il i os ov y's inf at uation  e xis ted  beyo n d th e corp oral!

I  shou l d've known...My tartlet ac c ep t e dd ismi ssa l with frau dule n t ap lomb ! 
Sai t h his self:  ' I  w o n't challenge youras pirati ons,my boy. Indep endence is a keen mot ivat o r. Nevertheless,I wan t you to _ a lways_ r ememb er I hav e your in t e rests at  he art .'
Ih a ve  your interes t s  athe art.

I  ha ve youint ere sts ... 
Humph.

W e remain ed  c om ra des  whic h , I supp os e,pe rmi ttedI liosov y toasse rt  a deg ree ofc on t r ol a nd  t akelib er tiesI fa i led  to res ist. Andwhe n  hefe lt  my _in terests_ were n' t being me t. ..
Well, h e expres sed consternation.

Jea l ousy, m y w elfar e, h is adorat ion ...eve ryt h ing... 

Ahem .

Th esit u a tionb e ca mein tolerable. Unt il th en , it  came t o pass: I toured f o r a  stretch befo retiri n g  o f b o th tra ve l  an d fleshy delights . During a ni nt ense visit a tio nof ener gy, pre tense foretol d of mort gaging bo dy  and s oul . _Disgust ed_, des cribed I. Disgu s te d _an d_fatigu ed .
I cra ved so l itu de, t he chi rr up ofnatur e,  and a p lot I could call home.Usingpubli shi ng credit s a n d f ees harve sted  from spea kin g e ngage men t s, Ipurc h as eda  smal l, t w o room co t ta gea n dby
 sobriety.

But_the adoration_triggered a bacchanalia of_rowdy perversions.

What_a_debauched time!

In_my_mind, carnal merriment_equaled endorsement; therefore,_I no longer required_Iliosovy's validating affinity._He_took my slights with requisite sorrow, but Iliosovy didn't pine or howl. Therefore -and_in_what I_ascribe_to_juvenile guile- I assumed he_realized our affair had run_its course.

To_wit: I surmounted travail.

I propagated new breeding along_the_erotic highway.

Iliosovy's tempered_nurturing...

His ardent plugging...

Dizzy stinging and drenching spores...

The slow burn_of night soaked in passionate sowing!

He-he.

I_didn't require studious_benevolence_anymore.

But_to make a home_in someone's hole...

To haunt the backbone;

To_find succor in humid alcoves...

Iliosovy's infatuation_existed beyond the corporal!

I should've known...

My tartlet_accepted dismissal with fraudulent aplomb!

Saith hisself:_'I won't challenge your aspirations,_my boy._Independence is a keen motivator._Nevertheless, I want_you to__always_ remember I_have your interests at heart.'

I have_your interests at_heart.

I have you interests...

Humph.

We remained comrades_which,_I suppose, permitted_Iliosovy_to_assert a_degree of control_and_take liberties_I_failed to resist. And when he_felt_my _interests_ weren't being met...

Well, he expressed_consternation.

Jealousy, my welfare, his_adoration...everything...

Ahem.

The_situation became intolerable.

Until then,_it came to pass: I_toured for a stretch before tiring_of both_travel and_fleshy delights. During an intense visitation of energy, pretense foretold of_mortgaging body and soul. _Disgusted_, described_I. Disgusted _and_ fatigued.

I_craved solitude,_the_chirrup of nature,_and_a plot_I could call home. Using publishing credits_and fees_harvested from speaking engagements, I purchased_a small, two room_cottage_and by