Tallulah82
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Once upon a time, there was a younger, more naïve Litster who claimed to be of the female kind who created her own thread. It was a welcoming thread and even though it was mostly dominated by men pervs who secretly and not-so-secretly wanted to woo and charm their ways into her English knickers, she still found it a comforting place to relax (because she was also a perv).
Alas, times grew tough for this poor lass and in the end, she felt it necessary to delete her Lit account and run away to salvage the remains of her sanity. Minutes turned into hours, which became weeks, months, and eventually years.
Rivers of tears ran, and lakes of discarded jizz dried up. She was missed by few but remembered by many. The Legend of this dick-tease had touched many whispered conversations, including the vicious rumours that she’d repented and became chaste.
But by some miracle of fate, or perhaps boredom, one day she awoke and realised that her life was much improved. So much so that she felt an odd tingling, a craving for something she once liked. After eating all the cake, and scouring all the porn, she finally realised what was missing in her life!
And so she found her way back to the sticky carpets and stained couches of Lit and there she stayed. But this time she did things differently. She came and went as she pleased with little regard for the trail of destruction she left, and she stuck to casual threads where she terrorised those she thought may handle it. In nearly four years, there was no sign that she was interested in returning to her own thread roots. Until now.
The original thread was called ‘Tal’s Thread. Fuck yeah.’ and she’s a lazy wanker.
Alas, times grew tough for this poor lass and in the end, she felt it necessary to delete her Lit account and run away to salvage the remains of her sanity. Minutes turned into hours, which became weeks, months, and eventually years.
Rivers of tears ran, and lakes of discarded jizz dried up. She was missed by few but remembered by many. The Legend of this dick-tease had touched many whispered conversations, including the vicious rumours that she’d repented and became chaste.
But by some miracle of fate, or perhaps boredom, one day she awoke and realised that her life was much improved. So much so that she felt an odd tingling, a craving for something she once liked. After eating all the cake, and scouring all the porn, she finally realised what was missing in her life!
And so she found her way back to the sticky carpets and stained couches of Lit and there she stayed. But this time she did things differently. She came and went as she pleased with little regard for the trail of destruction she left, and she stuck to casual threads where she terrorised those she thought may handle it. In nearly four years, there was no sign that she was interested in returning to her own thread roots. Until now.
The original thread was called ‘Tal’s Thread. Fuck yeah.’ and she’s a lazy wanker.
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