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Thank you. Jeez.
 
This thread will never be permanently closed.

Posts may be removed from it, and it may be temporarily closed if it becomes too disruptive at any given moment, but it is going to remain as a depository for this particular line of attack and counter-attack. Any time it happens in another thread, the posts will be moved here. It may even be utilized for other longstanding feuds that continuously bleed over into other threads.

Thank you AH_Mod. Your check is in the mail along with another box of Cheetos.

Just wondering, being that no one knows who you are and no one has seen your face but...

Is your real name Ahamoddad? Are you a refugee from Syria? Were you put in place to create chaos and discord? Are you a (gulp) terrorist?

The bomb vest that your wearing is very flattering to your figure. Just count to 1,000 so that I can make a run for it. Okay?

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..."
 
Thank you.

Thank you (lol)?

I never figured you for a Ninja warrior but I guess you are.

I always thought of you as the shy and unrevealing kimono type.

Nonetheless, I always imagined you not wearing underwear under your kimono.

I always imagined you smiling with the knowledge that you're not wearing any underwear.

"More tea?"
 
Sterling idea. It will save a lot of time/effort in the future. This is the first time in years that some historical context of the low point of this was revisited. I have the thread indexed. I'm sure some others do as well. Be aware that Freddie brings this in elsewhere too (for instance, today, in post #6 of the "Does the Sex of the Author Matter" thread).

Huh? What?

I'm honored that you're such a fan enough to follow my postings around the board.

No, you may not have my autograph and photo so stop asking.

I have a right to give my opinion when I see it fitting the thread.

I'm never off-topic in the way that you always are James Johnson aka Pretend Pilot.

I can only write what I know and what I know is emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.

 
When this happens elsewhere, report it. The post in question has been deposited here. I don't have time to keep up with every thread. After dealing with any reports, I typically home in on titles or thread starters that I think might cause problems, and then move on to others if I have time.

Not every report will be acted upon, but every report is read and the posts in question examined.

There was nothing to report.

Otherwise JBJ aka SR71plt would have reported it.

I posted to a thread that asked if it made a difference knowing the sex of the writer.

I responded in kind that I was a female writing under my real name, Susan Jill Parker.

Obviously, JBJ aka Sr71plt took offense that I am, indeed, a woman.

Obviously, JBJ aka Sr71plt doesn't like women.

He needs to be banned from the site. He needs to be silenced. He needs to be gone for good.
 
Finally, I have my very own thread.

I'm moving in here today. I'm bringing all my plants and paintings.

I'm hanging drapes, buying oriental rugs, and pieces of furniture.

I'll put my desk there beneath the window.

This thread has good light. I like this place. I plan on staying for a while.

I hope you people don't mind loud music. I have a great stereo. Speaking of which...

I'll put the big screen TV right there across from the overstuffed sofa.

Only, don't get too comfortable. This is my thread and not your thread.

You're just visiting.

"Big Louie. Watch the door and don't let anyone in unless you buzz me.

Vito and Guido you take the back door downstairs and Freddie, you watch the front door downstairs. Put up one of the ropes like they have at a nightclub."

This is going to be great so great.

"Next! Who's next? Let's go. I'm open for business."
 
I still haven't bought a car. I need a car. I've been talking about and looking at cars for more than a year.

I'm particular when it comes to cars. Call me crazy but I don't like any car that's not made in America, Canada and Mexico is okay, I guess. My Dell computer came from Mexico. They're good people.

Call me crazy but I don't like front wheel drive cars. They're too twitchy. I prefer rear wheel drive cars. When I had my Mustang GT, I knew what that car was going to do before it did it. I could feel the car through the seat of my Recaro seat.

Call me crazy but I don't like unibody cars and all the cars made today are unibody construction. These car manufacturers think that we're all stupid. They said the reason why all cars today are unibody construction is because a unibody constructed car is safer.

"Bullshit!"

A heavier, body on frame car with airbags is just as safe if not safer than a unibody construction car. Only, unless I want to buy a truck or an SUV, there aren't any body on frame cars.

The last of the body on frame cars was made in 2011, the Ford Crown Victoria, the Mercury Grand Marquis, and the Lincoln Town Car.

I started looking at the Ford, not cheap and most were ex-police cars and taxi cabs.

Then, I started looking at the Mercury Grand Marquis but there's not much of a price difference, about $2,000, between a used Mercury Grand Marquis and a Lincoln Town Car. Now, putting on my Mafia shades, my tightest and lowest cut dress, I'm getting ready to buy a 2009-2011 Lincoln Town Car.

Those cars had the side airbags. The car was plenty safe enough with a five star rating but the side airbags made the car even safer.

Depending on the mileage and condition of the car, I can snag one of these bad boys anywhere from ten to fourteen thousand. Anything less and the car needs work. Anything more and the car is a ripoff.

So...I welcome any opinions about cars, front wheel drive, unibody construction, body on frame construction or anything that you'd like to add to the conversation.

By the way, I see lots of Lincoln Town cars routinely lasting 300,000 to 500,000 miles and more. If I buy that car, I'll be buried in that car (lol).
 
Holy shit!

I just now realized that I have my own thread in the way that TxRad aka Madam Scouries did.

Wow! I've made it to the big time.

Am I taking TxRad aka Madam Scouries place as the newly annoited Queen of Literotica?

"Long live the Queen!"

Her Majesty, Queen Susan Jill Parker.
 
Hey Moderator,

Just wondering. Can I get a bigger thread, one that has higher ceilings?

TxRad aka Madam Scouries had a second floor to his thread and a basement where he install an Olympic swimming pool.

With everyone in my family tall, my Mom at 5'10" tall, my eldest brother, Freddie, at 6'3" tall, my identical twin brothers, Vito and Guido, at 6'6" tall, and my baby brother, Big Louie, at 6'9" tall, I'd like to have enough head room to install fans and a crystal chandelier. I'm the midget of the family at only 5'9 1/2" tall.

Okay? Let me know if a larger thread is available.

Thank you in advance,

Susan Jill Parker a real woman who was born female
 
My writing? Why do I write? I'm glad you asked.

I started writing from the pain that I suffered. I can't mention ages. I can just fictionalize my ages of my abuse as 18-years-old.

My abuse started when my uncle forced him to give him oral sex. I was blonde with big, blue eyes and pretty. My Mom a stripper, all around whore, and prostitute was never home. My brothers were always out doing bad things. My uncle watched me during the day.

Then, my cousin beat me, tortured me, and raped me. Afraid that my mother and brothers would find out what he did, he tried to drown me in an icy pond in February. I thought I as going to die. I didn't speak a word for three years. Then, when I did finally speak, I had a severe speech impediment. The emotional abuse that I suffered from friends and classmates who made fun of my speech was far worse than any sexual abuse I suffered.

My piano teacher sexually abused me for five years. My four brothers gang raped me. My ex-husband, a drunken, undercover, Boston copy physically abused me.

That's why I write. Even though I've had years of therapy, writing is my best therapy.

My advice, don't leave your children alone with anyone.
 
Anyone (other than Freddie) still have questions about Freddie's mental stability? :rolleyes:
 
I'm glad that the moderator gave me my own personal, private thread in the way of TxRad aka Madam Scouries had.

"Thank you, moderator. You're a real piece of work. I only mean that as a compliment, kind of, not really, well not at all."

Anyway...the problem with the forum boards is a problem that has continued for years and one that has gotten worse over the years.

Unfortunately, and perplexing to me, based on the volume of perverts who post here,too many men on these boards don't like women.
Go figure. It's as if the Loving Wives crowd has taken up permanent residence on the forum boards.

"What the Hell? What the fuck? Are you kidding me?"

If that's not enough, then you have gay men who should really have their own forum board.

LGBT forum boards for all those folks who aren't...well normal.

The LGBT crowd confuse things and dilute posts with their paranoia and twisted thoughts.
Seriously, they shouldn't be allowed to post on the heterosexual forum board. It's just wrong. It's just nasty.

Lastly, you have men pretending to be women. I'm not one of them. I was born a woman.
My real name is Susan Jill Parker. See?

I just held my driver's license up to my monitor screen for those of you who have downloaded the NSA software package,
"ABLE to SEE you wherever you are."

So...what do we do? How do we make these forum boards a better place for all?

Just my personal opinion, of course, but I think that everyone should stop posting here and only read all that I post.
I should be the only one allowed to post anything as I'm the only one who makes any sense.
Sorry to write this, but the rest of you are...morons. You have the intelligence of a bug.

In the way that you stare when you see women's up-skirts and/or down-blouses and in the way that
you gay men stare when you see the hint of a cock (lol), you all need to stop posting and just read what I write.
If you did, you'd learn something. You'd learn how to write. You'd learn the subtleties of humor.
You'd become better people. You'd return to the real world with four things you
never had before...wisdom, knowledge, insight, and commonsense.

"Oh, please. There's no need to thank me...just make your checks out to:
Susan Jill Parker. I also take Wal-Mart, E-Bay, Amazon, Visa, MasterCard, and AMEX gift cards,
as well as cash, of course.

I'm just glad that I can help.
If you have any questions about anything, with me being the modest female oracle of wisdom,
knowledge, insight, and commonsense, just ask.

Good bless you all and have a wonderful day.

"Okay. I'm open for business. Who is first in line?"
 
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Free Sex

Free sex for the first one-hundred men who make a post here.

"Mom, put your teeth in. We have company."

Free sex, um, sorry, not with me but, um, with my mother.

She was a stripper, a prostitute, and an all around whore.

She's seventy-something now. Actually, I have no idea how old she is.

Yet, she looks sixty-something.

Has anyone not had a gum job? Raise your hands if you haven't had one.

"One, three, eight, fifteen, twenty-seven. Oh, Wow!"

Mom take out your teeth. I have at lease a couple dozen men who want a gum job.

But first...you must make a post to my thread, any post will do.

Specifically one where you compliment me. Tell me how pretty I am.
What big tits I have. And what a great writer I am. Ready? Go. Post.

"Thank you in advance for your unsolicited compliments."
 
Age

I was quite shocked when you exposed your driver's license (yes, I have the NSA software).

I hadn't thought you'd be one to lie about your age. I mean... everyone knows that your roots aren't as blonde as your tips, but to shave off an entire decade???

Disgraceful!
 
I was quite shocked when you exposed your driver's license (yes, I have the NSA software).

I hadn't thought you'd be one to lie about your age. I mean... everyone knows that your roots aren't as blonde as your tips, but to shave off an entire decade???

Disgraceful!

So sad but so true.

I'll be 45-years-old on July 26th.

Please mail your birthday cards to Susan Jill Parker.

...and for your information, NB, I'm a natural blonde. No black roots here, there, or anywhere.
 
Denny

I must really be bored. I read this thread from begining to end.... or at least this end!

My wife and I really don't care whether you are male or female, or any other details of how you act or look. We find what you write entertaining in these threads, though netiher has read any of your stories yet.

My wife has gone through much of what you wrote of your upbringing, yet on a much milder version. Yes, she was raped for much of two weeks at a very young age.... probably 18, by a farm hand. My wife rarely talks about it and much of that part of her past she really does not remember, an involuntary mental block. It could have been a few weeks or all that summer for the rapes.

Other than that part she was mostly physically and mentally abused while living in Minnesota then near where I was raised after the family moved. They moved to get the two oldest brothers who stole dad's woody wagon to go to the midwest to visit grandma.
Amazingly Dollie was only used and abused from the waist up by her two brothers. It was later her nymphomaniac mother and older sister began masturbating Dollie while training her to be a whore.
Lucky for her, I began dating Dolle. She became ill and dropped out of high school also. We married young, 18, and she gave birth to our first son at 18 years 7 months, two months premature. She nearly died.
Some say I've used and abused my wife. But as we dated I was intruduced to the familie's way of life and we just continued the fun parts without the pain or being forced.

Many people have found our stories facinating and I shared them with friends over many years. I joined Literotica after I'd collected notes and stories of our past. I came here to share them but we both seem to get side tracked into the boards more than anything.
I tried to add our stories in "Loving Wives" but discovered true stories written just like we tell them in the real world are unwelcome in that group. In fact we both learned true stories seem unwelcome in most of the Literotica groups. Made up shit, lies, and filthy words draw larger crowds from the mostly sick minded perverts lurking among the real Lit topics. Those living in mommie's basement have problems believing what we've experienced can really happen.
Sadly everything must begin from age 18, where it began many years ago. We do understand.

Whether your stories are true, if you are not who you say, and Lit becomes more and more filled with politics and personal attacts, doesn't matter, we hope to remain and add more of our own stories while still able. I'm at a temporary standstill because of health and switching to Win 10 OFFICE. My stories are in WORDS.

Denny & Dollie
We don't use alts. No one knows us or cares. We are just two specks of sand on life's beach.
 
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I must really be bored. I read this thread from begining to end.... or at least this end!

My wife and I really don't care whether you are male or female, or any other details of how you act or look. We find what you write entertaining in these threads, though netiher has read any of your stories yet.

My wife has gone through much of what you wrote of your upbringing, yet on a much milder version. Yes, she was raped for much of two weeks at a very young age.... probably 18, by a farm hand. My wife rarely talks about it and much of that part of her past she really does not remember, an involuntary mental block. It could have been a few weeks or all that summer for the rapes.

Other than that part she was mostly physically and mentally abused while living in Minnesota then near where I was raised after the family moved. They moved to get the two oldest brothers who stole dad's woody wagon to go to the midwest to visit grandma.
Amazingly Dollie was only used and abused from the waist up by her two brothers. It was later her nymphomaniac mother and older sister began masturbating Dollie while training her to be a whore.
Lucky for her, I began dating Dolle. She became ill and dropped out of high school also. We married young, 18, and she gave birth to our first son at 18 years 7 months, two months premature. She nearly died.
Some say I've used and abused my wife. But as we dated I was intruduced to the familie's way of life and we just continued the fun parts without the pain or being forced.

Many people have found our stories facinating and I shared them with friends over many years. I joined Literotica after I'd collected notes and stories of our past. I came here to share them but we both seem to get side tracked into the boards more than anything.
I tried to add our stories in "Loving Wives" but discovered true stories written just like we tell them in the real world are unwelcome in that group. In fact we both learned true stories seem unwelcome in most of the Literotica groups. Made up shit, lies, and filthy words draw larger crowds from the mostly sick minded perverts lurking among the real Lit topics. Those living in mommie's basement have problems believing what we've experienced can really happen.
Sadly everything must begin from age 18, where it began many years ago. We do understand.

Whether your stories are true, if you are not who you say, and Lit becomes more and more filled with politics and personal attacts, doesn't matter, we hope to remain and add more of our own stories while still able. I'm at a temporary standstill because of health and switching to Win 10 OFFICE. My stories are in WORDS.

Denny & Dollie
We don't use alts. No one knows us or cares. We are just two specks of sand on life's beach.

Thank you so much for your post. My heart goes out to your wife.

I was one of the lucky ones. Instead of destructive behavior, as my mother did with her abusive background with her turning to stripping and prostitution, I had years of therapy. I turned to music, reading, and writing to decompress my rage.

Yet, even with years of therapy, here I am writing erotica on a porn board. Go figure.

I've never been accepted the clicks that post here 24/7. I have a life (lol). I'd rather spend my free time writing stories than making nonsensical, idiotic posts.

Yet, it becomes tiring when men call me a man named Freddie instead of a woman named Susan. That's all the have. If that's the worst comment they can make, I'm good with that (lol).

My ex pressured and coerced me to participate in the swinging lifestyle. He wanted to watch me having sex with another man. Then, he wanted to watch me having sex with a woman.

Then, when I was more popular with the men than he was with the woman, he was always drunk, he pulled the plug on swinging and called me a whore (lol).

I dumped his ass after only 3 years of marriage when he started hitting me. Writing stories is my therapy. Writing stories has saved my life.
 
That's right, Freddie's husband beat him to, the brothers, father, husband, every man in site apparently hit Freddie

Of course seeing he's a man and if he has the mouth he has here I can imagine everyone hitting him. Then again, I can't imagine him having any mouth anywhere but the net.

I'll be waiting on Hanover street in the North End for the next time you claim you're slinking up here.

You'll know me, I'll be all in black except for the green Cthulhu on the front of my shirt. I'll be holding my phone which will be fully charged to take plenty of pics of the two of us together to prove all of us wrong. :rolleyes:
 
That's right, Freddie's husband beat him to, the brothers, father, husband, every man in site apparently hit Freddie

Of course seeing he's a man and if he has the mouth he has here I can imagine everyone hitting him. Then again, I can't imagine him having any mouth anywhere but the net.

I'll be waiting on Hanover street in the North End for the next time you claim you're slinking up here.

You'll know me, I'll be all in black except for the green Cthulhu on the front of my shirt. I'll be holding my phone which will be fully charged to take plenty of pics of the two of us together to prove all of us wrong. :rolleyes:

This one?

http://www.cthulhushop.com/wp-content/uploads/Cthulhu-Sketch.jpg
 
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