That’s the one picture of me not dressed as a girl that I’m willing to post. I become Nikki about one day in ten. It’s something that a woman turned me onto and, when my mommy saw, she told me it was the real me. I don’t identify with being gay. In fact, I’ve only been with one man and that was many years ago. So Mommy financed my growing transformation. Unfortunately, she’s no longer with me – and just when she was getting around to pressing hormones. I want to remember her as she would want to be remembered, by being the slut she knows I am, the slut she raised, but remembering that it’s one thing for my ass to get around, but my dick only belongs in my mommy’s pussy. So I’m hoping to find someone who "doesn’t need that" either.
So, other than that, I’m a computer programmer with a bit of a fixation on the world’s largest ball of twine. Not that piece of shit in Kawker City, Kansas that was made by the whole town, but the one Francis Johnson rolled over 29 years in Darwin, Minnesota. I look at that ball of string and I see God. I should note at this point that if you can’t tell when I’m joking and when I’m serious, you should take all this as presentation.
I’m 40-years-old because I’ll never age a day over forty. My tastes in music are hopelessly pedestrian. I don’t own a television, but I don’t read as much as I should. As of the time of this writing, I have a big crush on a woman named Janet but I don’t seem to have the nerve to ask her out. She’s about fifteen years older and she encourages me to call her mom. I should grow a pair. I’m waiting for some sort of sign from her that just doesn’t seem to be coming. It’s best to just ask rather than letting things rot on the shelf, if that’s a metaphor.
You probably noticed the story links to the right. In fact, that’s probably what brought you here. I’m currently working on another one. The tentative title is "Dark and Stormy Nights" — one of the highlights for me is coming up with outlandishly poor titles.
Oh, and for money, I’m a computer programmer. In fact, I run my own software company in addition to working towards a degree. And, yes, I’m straight. Predominantly so, at any rate. I was with a man once when I was 22, but not since. Mommy wanted to pick out men for me to go on dates with, but I wouldn’t. I regret it now. But straight. Yes.