JeffSLmmPigDadd

Hey guys or should I say pigs. It's as if I cut out two and a half years out of my life because for that long I endured three spinal decompression surgeries three-staff infections for which I was hospitalized for 9 days and 2 months of antibiotic at home. And my body was c-shaped so I couldn't walk and lived basically in the house between two chairs and my sling Fuck yeah my leather sling saved me this is the story of a temporary disabled daddy pig and his magical sling. First of all let me be clear I live in slnm that's St Louis on the mighty Mississippi the bottom capital of America. (And you thought SLmm meant something else? LOL 😆, Gutter head.) I'm so fucking happy to tell this story that I'm back from just basically being nowheresville. I really know what people go through being disabled and I hope I can get out of this some say I'll get 50% back some say I'll get 70% back others say I'll get more but one thing about St louis. I'm celebrating 50 years here I wasn't supposed to leave when I moved here when I was 17 I traveled the world for 42 years in my job and I never left these same few Square miles. I love this town because it is fly over usa. I love the hot weather. The humidity. You can have Florida. I love this town it has the cheapest happy hour in the country drinks are still 4 bucks. Beers are still about three bucks. At happy hour. Originally grew up in chicago, Oak park, I went up there a few years ago and the same cocktail at happy hour was $12. Bite me. I love this town because everyone always tried to change it. How can we be like Boston or some other city. Only this city has three monuments telling you to get the hell out of here and go somewhere else. The arch is a monument to Westward movement, the Horace Greeley Monument well you know where he told you to go young man, and St Louis himself on a horse in front of the art museum which was the previous Monument before the arch was built, yelling at people to get the fuck out of France but this has a homo theme throughout. I live just eight blocks from the Mississippi River one of the biggest cruise areas in the world huge bike trails Big Forest two parks and fucking on the riverfront. Ironically named after a Catholic nun sister Marie Charles but you know Justice is served she was not a very nice person I know because she was one of my clients so what goes around comes around honey. Anyway I've got two stories to get back to in the cam sex fiction one is trailer trash Tina and the other is Scotty's treehouse. The former is based on a true story out at my trailer 60 Mi South in buttfuck French village.. the other is Loosely based on a story well actually it's all fiction down at the riverfront eight blocks from where I reside. So why would I leave I've got everything here down at the trailer I live in the homo Heights area and the woods are a cruise Woods God the place had my name on it I had no idea. Really. Anyway I hope you can enjoy the stories in the chem sex fiction and this daddy is glad to be back When the Smoke Clears I will have a titanium ass a titanium lower back and a titanium neck so I'm not only aspartame Daddy because there ain't no sugar in my place. BYO shit. But now I'm titanium Daddy in between you and me it's no 6 million dollar man. Which today would be the equivalent of $44.5 million. I don't know what it all bought me it hurts like hell I have to force myself to walk yet not fall and break anything for the next few months. No complaints the hospitals and the doctors were great why are neurosurgeons so fucking hot. I had two spinal surgeries back in 2013, and he was hot too) and the Infectious Disease ones were all good for the staphylococcus. I wanted to make a tat of staphylococcus but it's not bad boy enough they look like circus balloons real bright colored. I did think of something sinister mass murderer John Wayne Gacy who grew up not far from where I did, was a clown on the weekends I could have a tatt Gacy  passing "ballons" out to the children. anyway Daddy's back well he's stumbling back time to put up my sling. Oh Heavenly fuck that thank you for my C shape sling. You see with a c shape body I had a poor muscle relax and send them each night you couldn't sleep very long. The sling was perfect two young men everywhere some of you are fucking fickle some of you are responsible but all of you. Are fucking hot but I have just one complaint aren't there more tops among you? At my age I'm expected to be the top and it's the same old story when I'm well rested first night not up all night I'm out still up angry top. But the second night I'm just a bottom bitch craving loads. I made the mistake of Hosting Sunday through Monday and well I know why I never went out on Sunday night cuz Monday was that day at work with all the meetings. But I'm changing my routine anyway I'm taking a break from hosting so much. I'm not sure if that's all mm is the bottom capital of the world on my first night when you show up and on my second night I often think so  Thank you for listening. I wasn't looking for any sympathy just gratitude that I hopefully can make it out of this wilderness. And at 65 Medicare works and since I've had to go through the Social Security website all my shit is there since I've since working since 1975 in high school. I will have time to get back to my two chem sex fiction stories in that tempex forum. Trailer trash Tina and Scotty's tree's house are based on the areas I described out of my trailer and down at the riverfront Cruise. The names are changed to protect the innocent. Daddy is going to put up his sling I'm not expecting anyone but it sure wss a comfortable bed and fuck seat when I needed it. Oink.