SureWhat about you Rosa and Gendanken? Do you have any personal encounters with directness and indirectness to share? Surely something comes to mind. Even you, Gendy, who (no offense) show little sign of such emotional claptrap. Surely you must have a relevant encounter or two in your history. Are you brave enough to share something with the group? You don't have to share the dirty details if you don't want.
His name is Anuscio. A half-Chihuaha with dark hair, met him at the same place he met herpes- the kennel. He likes to whine and dine his executioners that already know he's only a poodle and its simply gorgeous how he bares those ugly canines in a bitter smile when you flash him a knife and he thinks you're just kidding.
Its a nice little game pooches play- I love him to tears. Watching him chase his tail like that, licking his asshole, swimming in fleas. I'm the happiest girl in the world.