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Lester Jet’s Story
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Describe your childhood home.
16 months ago
1980 • 3 Terry Ct, Georgetown, ON L7G 3Y2, Canada the house was named wyatt earp, it had a great ravine and a mulberry bush, and i had to stop be afraid of ghosts when i got my own room, unfortunately, now i stay awake all night long. it had a water softener in the sub basement
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What's the worst injury you've had?
16 months ago
July 15, 1992
brain pan knocked left for right, then medicated to the hilt so no one could really know what was going on at all
delane ann white head broke my heart. i may have never even come close to saving her, but she is the one who has hurt me the best
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What is the most spontaneous thing you've ever done?
8 months ago
March 21, 1993 • Victoria, BC, Canada gave a guy dressed as a corseting gay sprite to kiss my penis with full mouth and even paid the fare and really, i think we both agreed that it wasn't going to happen, so it was fun to walk past people i know outside her spare bedroom, and they were in the closet and i was now out! he's not even a gaylord anymore. thry'd say.
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What is your proudest achievement in life?
16 months ago
September 6, 1994 that time liz crawford passed out while i was fucking her. she would get so tense and mad that i just wasn't connecting no matter how hard she let herself be slammed. and slammed and slammed. the entire repatoir of the adolescent boy athlete boom boom boom lets go back to my room where we can do it all night and i can do it just right but it's my party and there'll be crying. any way while she was working it got to the point that i could go down on her because i couldn't ever be sure what had gone of their earlier or later in the day. i don't know if she was being satisfied by any of her clients,but it was a no go with me until she finally passed out, had the vapours, succumbed to unconsciousness for a brief break. well the was probably the first and last (second to last time) i really enjoyed the taste of her. i didn't do much just flicks and kisses and teasing sucks, but she was writhing like a crazy dancing drunk monkey, which was great, but then she started to cry, then sob. she was still dancing but it wasn't a joyful climax. i dad always thought that she was concious and we just never talked about it again. it was at that time that she really started to hate me. but now i am not so sure, i bet she barely has a clue. it will remain one of the tragedies of my life and loves. she is still the most remote. if she wan't to , she could hide her presence from me, no matter where she is, for the rest of our lives which seems much way to much time to waste and regret
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