Things didn't go as well as I hoped the other day at the zoo where Mr. Lion took me for a tour. But don't ever misunderstand me; it was still awesome. Even though I was not able to touch a tiger cub-they were just 13 days old and no one other than Mamma tiger has touched them-I got to see them very close. I got close to other big cats as well. The keeper of the felines gave us company this time and since he was nearby, the jaguars, lions and tigers were feeling more comfortable. One tiger, the oldest one in the zoo, came forward in the cage and settled near us after the keeper called her by name. The couple of jaguars from South America (I guess) were much friendlier. In fact, they came to near us and rubbed themselves on the railings of the cage and even extended a paw of affection. I heard one of them purr and eventually we were able to see them trying to mate. I am ecstatic about the fact that I'm getting to see all this so up close and personal.
Apart from this, we visited some other animals with the zoo vet. It was amazing to hear the vet and Mr. Lion discuss the treatment options. It was much similar to what we do in our rounds at the hospital. The main difference was that animals were much harder to administer medications. Another difference in this trip was the fact that I didn't have Ray along with me. I sort of felt odd asking Ray if he would like to come along as well. Not because I wanted privacy with Mr. Lion. But because I thought about what Ray might feel about depriving me of privacy with Mr. Lion. Anyway, I thought it was up to him to make a decision and he decided against coming.
After this, Mr. Lion drove to a nearby parking lot. All you perverts, do not exert your imaginative skills too much. It was mid-afternoon and we were by a main road. Besides, we two aren't the all-sex no-talk kinda pair. At least, I am. I hope Mr. Lion is too but I've my suspicions about it. Mr. Lion, I must say I'm proud and surprised to find him like this, did not waste time and started on the topic of my sister and her problems straight away. He did it with such a level of sincerity and genuineness that I felt that I needed to take him in right then. But as I said earlier, we are no sex maniacs. During the discussion, there was an uncomfortable moment for Mr. Lion when I asked him his views about pedophilia. He apparently believed that sex between any two consenting persons was okay. I asked him whether he thought that a decision taken by a 14 year old (not just a random number) would be considered well thought out. And if no, how such a person could be considered fit to giving a learned consent. I was stressing on the fact that it should have been consenting adults instead of just persons. Anyway, he didn't have an answer to this. This had somewhat lessened my urges to get it on with him then. But again, we are not sex-crazed adults to do it there.
My e-personal-life is getting hotter. Mr. Anonymous JK has informed me of his immense interest in me. I think we have a good chance of getting along well sometime in the future. Besides, Saul and I are exchanging mails (he is attaching his pictures along with mails) regularly. Is it a coincidence that I fall in love with him (he is attaching his pictures along with mails) regularly as well. My friend R. was very depressed the other day about the fact that we can never meet in real life. He was so feeling down then that he thought that he should quit keeping in touch with me altogether so that he could get his mind off me. I thought that was too drastic and have been able to convince him from taking such a decision.
My Mom has started to come with me for a morning jog/walk. Of course, I and Chuck jog/walk by ourselves and Mom would walk alone without company. She is sort of pumped up about this and I'm happy about that. It is a shame that Dad doesn't even make an effort to join her. The talks with Chuck in the morning are getting more interesting. The other day, we talked about sexual fantasies. I was surprised to hear that Chuck (an ardent admirer and supporter of the porn industry) had very little few. The main thing he had was about having forced-sex; forced on his partner of course. Maybe it was the fact that he can't open up to me about such stuff. The curious thing to note was that I basically have the same thing in my fantasies. The only difference is that I (feeling elated) was the recipient of forced sex.
Oh by the way, I'm getting braces tomorrow. I've been frequenting the dentist this week to get myself prepared. I have had to get two teeth extracted in the last couple of days. It was not at all painful but each one took a lot of time to be extracted. Apparently, my love for felines has translated into the reality that even the roots of my teeth are shaped like claws. This also meant that Ray, who accompanied me to the dentist, had to go through a lot of boring magazines in the waiting room. He was so bored with a magazine called Filmfare that he has vowed to not touch it again.
Just after I had my tooth extracted, I've had physical reasons to be intimidating. There was blood dripping from my mouth. My lips were swollen. But most importantly, I was acting like I couldn't care less, thanks mainly to the wonderful advancements in the field of anaesthesia. I must have looked like a thug, a very thin one though. Why I bring up this point is that I have had a few points raised as to why I might be neglected/ignore in real life. One of them was the fact that I might appear intimidating (not physically but as a person who had achieved a lot even at this young age) to others enough to make them feel scared and neglect/ignore me. Well, you guys are going through my life and thoughts regularly. Do you think I can be intimidating?