Plain though it is, I love it and always will. It may be petite and upholds a diminutive stature, yet the awesome complexity of its majestic structure speaks of some hidden soul beneath. At some point, its awing majesty portrays it to be vast, high and silent, a phenonemom not to be disrespected. It has the calibre of an Emperor, and the pride of a pauper. I call on it on a frequent basis, on the pretext of checking on it.

One moment of weakness and a few badly chosen actions done in haste without thinking on my part would unleash its fury, the supreme ruler of its dynasty. It's two concubines would no longer have the power over it, relentlessly praying that the dragon would be kept in its cage. Very often, with the dragon released and its immeasurable capacity of lava and fire being spilled out of it's arbitrarily tiny mouth, loud screams and groans would be heard, wreaking havoc in the hearts of its tiny citizens. Millions of its citizens that dwell in the dragon's lair would be released, controlled by its two concubines. This is where chronic adrenaline rush is felt, and gone in an instance. The dragon, however, seemed to be controlled by his puppet-master. Depending on the masters' commands, which are physical and could be pretty rough and violent at times, the dragon wreaks fear into the hearts of many, spilling out its destructive beverages.

In layman terms, the whole process that you have just heard is called an orgasm. The emperor, the dragon, and the two concubines happen to be little josh and its two compatriots below it.

Should you have any enquiries about the process, be it wanting to see the whole process live in person or making the process happen for me, feel free to tag me. I'll be available 24/7. I'm on the quest to experience more excitements in life.