Into The Woods: How One Man Survived Alone In The Wilderness For 27 Years

At the age of 20, Christopher Knight parked his car on a remote trail in Maine and walked away with only the most basic supplies. He had no plan. His chief motivation was to avoid contact with people. This is his story

Christopher Knight was only 20 years old when he walked away from society, not to be seen again for more than a quarter of a century. He had been working for less than a year installing home and vehicle alarm systems near Boston, Massachusetts, when abruptly, without giving notice to his boss, he quit his job. He never even returned his tools. He cashed his final pay cheque and left town.

Knight did not tell anyone where he was going. “I had no one to tell,” he says. “I didn’t have any friends. I had no interest in my co-workers.” He drove down the east coast of America, eating fast food and staying in cheap motels – “the cheapest I could find”. He travelled for days, alone, until he found himself deep into Florida, sticking mostly to major roads, watching the world go by.

Eventually, he turned around and headed north. He listened to the radio. Ronald Reagan was president; the Chernobyl nuclear disaster had just occurred. Driving through Georgia and the Carolinas and Virginia, blessed with invincibility of youth, buzzed by “the pleasure of driving”, he sensed an idea growing into a realisation, then solidifying into resolve.

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Last night pt.2

Is I started working in the garden, I realized that I had forgotten a couple tools I needed. So I texted hubby and asked if he run then down to me. About 20 minutes later he arrived with my garden tools.

Howard came out to meet him so I introduced them. “That’s a remarkable woman your married to young man. Howard said which caused my to smile. After they chatted hubby gave me a kiss and left. I told him that I would be home in and hour or so. as hubby drove away, I wondered if he could taste Howard on my breath.

I worked for another 15 minutes then Howard called me into his house. he was laying on the bed naked, that 8 inch cock sticking straight up. He was stroking it slowly. “Seeing you with your husband got me very hard.”

“I see that.” I smiled

“Turn around and slowly take off your pants, but leave your thong on.” He demanded.

I did as he asked. He stroked his cock as I removed my yoga pants. My ass was there for him to gaze at. I could hear him stroking his cock.

“Turn around and face me, then remove your top.”

I did as he asked. I stood there in just my fushia panties. His cock was very thick as he stroked it in front of me.

“back up against the wall and put your hands up over your head.”

As I did, Howard got up off the bed and walked over to me. His cock pressed up against my belly, he started kissing me. We were both breathing heavy as we kissed passionately. He reached down pulled my panties to the side and inserted his cock deep inside my pussy. I cried out in pleasure as he started  fucking me standing up.His cock thrusting in and out of my wet pussy he kept pinching my erect nipples.

He pulled out, turned me around and perked my ass out. He pulled the thong piece aside and entered my wet pussy from behind. My face pressed against the wall, I was breathing heavy as he fucked me from behind. His hands cupping and teasing my breasts.

“Lay down on the bed.”

I did and he layed down on top of me, my long legs wrapped around his ass. He was kissing me and fucking me at the same time. The bed squeaking as he thrusted into me. His hips slapping into mine. I started to breath heavy as I kissed and nibbled his ear lobe. I cried out as I came, He thrusted faster inside of me.

He got up off of me, turned me on my belly and started rimming my ass with his tongue. ‘I wonder if your ass would take my cock” he asked.

“only one way to find out.’ I breathed fast

He got up on his knees moved over me, I felt his cock head atmy asshole. I breathed fast, thrusting my ass up into him. He spread my ass cheeks and started to enter my ass. I relaxed my ass so I wouldn’t hurt so much. Once he was most of the way in he started thrusting his cock back and forth getting use to my tight ass.

He layed down on my back as he fucked my ass.

“Christ are you ever tight” he said in my ear.

His hips slapping into my ass as his balls slapped my pussy.

“First it was your pussy, now hubby won’t be able to fuck you in the ass”

He started slamming into my ass, I was crying out with painful pleasure. He pulled me up on my knees and started to fuck me doggystyle. My ass was full and stretched around his cock. The bed was squeaking and the headboard was banging against the wall.

I felt his warm cum inside my ass as he came breathing heavily. He carefully pulled out of my ass and we layed down on the bed together.

“It’s a shame my wife comes home this weekend. It won’t be the same when your here gardening.” he said playing with my hair.

He told me about how after 30 years of marriage they don’t have sex anymore and that watching me work in the garden made him feel very horny for the first time.

Still horny, I reached down and started stroking his soft cock. I mounted his hips and slid his cock into my pussy. He was watching me. looking at my tits in front of him. I started riding him. looking into his eyes. watching his facial expressions as my hips slapped down onto his. His cock started to get hard again inside me and I smiled down at him. He held my hips as my tits bounced up and down. I rode him hard and fast. The bedposts banging against the bed again, I arched my back cried out and came, squirting in his cock. My juices running down his cock and balls.

“Fuck me” he said

I collapsed exhausted beside him breathing heavy.

He turned me on my side facing away from him, nudged up close behind me and inserted his hard cock inside me. He held my shoulder  with one hand, my hip with the other, fucking me on my side. thrusting fast and slow, he took his time.

finally he came a second time filling my pussy with his warm cum.

Although, next week, I will miss fucking him, It will be hot meeting his wife, knowing what she is truly missing.  

tbh what really gets me when it comes to Arc V Kaito vs Zexal Kaito is Arc V Kaito’s attitude toward action duels

he’s literally like “action duels are the tool of outsiders and possible enemies, as a proud Heartland citizen and xyz dimension rep I would never use something like it”, and that is fair in and of itself I guess, except one of Kaito’s core traits in Zexal is success at all costs. Kaito sacrifices everything to save Haruto and will recognize that the things he does are morally dubious, possibly dangerous, not necessarily but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t do it.

Like,,, Galaxy-Eyes is literally from the Barian world? Kaito spends all of Zexal relying on forces of dubious and entirely alien nature because that’s what he needs to do get things done.

I get that Arc V Kaito and Zexal Kaito aren’t the same person in the sense that they went through different things, but if anything losing his family would probably cause Arc V Kairo to care even less about how he gets things done, as long as he is killing as many Academia soldiers (or other possible threats) as possible

Kaito would pick up fusion cards of fallen Academia invaders and use them against their allies to twart their anti xyz decks. Kaito would own action dueling and would in his determination and desperation top Standard Dimension duelists and beat them at their own game. Like, that’s who he is and in Zexal the secret to Kaito’s success as the undefeated rival, as the one duelist the villains couldn’t defeat in a duel so they had to poison him and literally kill him in the old fashion way

like it’s his core trait to use whatever means possible, to be as flexible and dynamic as possible, but Arc V Kaito is just another stiff prideful asshole I guess?

nycto-mania  asked:

How does BLU medic feel about the snipers BLU scout and BLU spy. I really like your BLU medic he's got an interesting personality.

BLU Sniper is of little interest to him. No entertaining illnesses. Keeps to himself. Doesn’t ask Medic for help much if ever. Medic knows about second scarring and enjoys being able to tell what the Sniper’s darkest secret is, though he’s never let on he knows.

He wouldn’t be the slightest bit interested in RED Sniper if it wasn’t for the BLU Spy’s apparent obsessions with him. That makes Medic step back and see Sniper in a different light, both as an attractive man (though not his type) and a possible tool to use against the Spy. He’s also interested in the Sniper’s eyes still though it’s not a priority. 

The Scout is of some interest to him because he’s young (and has a nice butt) and often ends up with entertaining or unusual injuries but he doesn’t bother making any moves on him. The Scout would react rather violently to that and Medic is a coward after all.

BLU Spy and BLU Medic are very similar people in many ways. They could easily have become friends and teamed up to achieve their various nefarious goals (which would have been terrifying and Nath would have ended up much worse off by now than he has done) but one thing got in their way: Their egos.

Neither can stand the other an will happily go out of their way to sabotage things for each other. They never actively fight and rarely even argue but their hatred of one another is well known by all the BLUs and most of the REDS.


Rework of my Tianshan Day 4 Comic [Part 1]

This has been sitting in my drafts for a good few weeks now… ^^; I’m still not satisfied with how the next panel looks like– So instead of trying to fix it up like a normal person, I’ve been working on other stuff~ *whistles*

I have completed some of the other panels, but the story can’t continue until the 4th panel is done~ Hey, I just work in mysterious ways! 😂

Ah, I’m just gonna post it as it is now, and I’ll upload the rest at a later date! ;)

he lost the game but he won something better (❁´▽`❁)

happy birthday @kisecchinosedai!!!!!! i hope you have a wonderful day filled with lots of happiness and loveeee ♥ ♥ ♥

Gardener AU!! 

(I’m a bad writer, but if you’re interested in some rambling, read more)

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Finalizing K-2SO from The Art of Rogue One: A Star Wars Story

As the story continued to develop, so did the concept behind K-2S0. His ostensible Imperial affiliations were accentuated in subsequent drafts until, ultimately, it was decided that he would be a security droid—huge, imposing, once a tool of fear used by the Empire but now reprogrammed by Cassian Andor to aid the Rebellion. With his change of allegiance, however, came an essential change to his personality, which would provide a stark—and visually amusing—contrast to his towering, monolithic form.

He’s an imposing figure, but Gareth [Edwards] also wanted him to be appealing—for kids to be scared of him but also kind of drawn to him. Gareth responded to some of the early sketches where there was a childlike quality to the head. It had the proportions of an infant skull, kind of large,“ said Fisher. "For Gareth, character was always the most important thing. I wanted to be able to convey that through the design. K-2S0’s quite laid-back, with a casual kind of personality, so I designed him with a bit of a stoop. It’s kind of built into him—it’s part of his makeup that he looks like that. It was his attitude as much as anything. So I started drawing him leaning up against walls, chatting with people—always trying to find that personality. That was the key. Find his personality, and the rest of the aesthetic would follow.

What if Sportacus was having troubles with his airship and even though he has a manual he has no idea how to fix it.

Robbie, being the nosy bastard he is, sees him and comes outside and offers to help because??? He likes to build things and modify them. Especially if it could help him figure out what the airship’s deal is.

So he gets his tools and a change of clothes (like the kind a mechanic would wear) and goes to work on it and by the time he’s done he’s covered in oil, his hair is kinda messed up and he’s stripped down to only a tanktop and the top half of the jumpsuit tied around his waist.

And Sport’s just “???? fcuk im gay”