I get a phone call

Some gorgeous milf phoned me up so I, of course, was delighted.

My delight turned to despair as she went on and on and on about what a dreadful person I am and my many many faults.

Although, in countless ways, I am an outrageous individual and cause all sorts of trouble I am a delicate little flower. I simply can’t take any criticism or horribleness. I can dish it out but I can’t take it – this is well known.
Any form of denunciation triggers tears and depression in me so, please don’t do it.

This dear little kitten overheard the phone call because I had it on handsfree. Look how devastated she is. She mirrors how crestfallen I was. I had to hold her, cuddle her and stroke her for several hours speaking words of reassurance all the time. After a considerable period I brought happiness back into her tiny heart and she smiled once more. I’m so wonderful – wouldn’t you agree? DO NOT SAY SHIT THINGS TO OR ABOUT ME, please.


In defence of the lady who rebuked me so, I agreed to do something then didn’t do it. This is an extremely rare occurrence. When I say I’m going to do something I do it. In this particular case my impetuous nature overruled common sense. Even then, although I closed the door, I didn’t lock it.

I would never reveal who this lady was, it’s a private matter. Here’s some music:


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