I feel in my innermost being that my readers are wishing and clamoring for another story from the life of me.

And who am I to deny them such joy? I am no one at all for joy-denial. So a story it is:

THE TIME I ROUNDED UP BUFFALO WITH THE GOVERNOR

I know what you're thinking.

"'Rounding up buffalo with the Governor' sounds like a euphemism for masturbation. Is this a story about masturbation, Jill?"

Although I agree with you about the excellence of that euphemism and encourage you to use it regularly until it catches on, the answer to your question is no. This is not a story about masturbation.

"But if it were a story about masturbation, would it be about a boy masturbating or a girl masturbating?"

While I must insist that this is NOT a story about masturbation, I will say that if it were a story about masturbation, it would definitely be about a boy masturbating.

That is because I feel sure that a girl would never refer to her lady-parts as 'The Governor.' '

She might refer to them as The Senior Senator from Oklahoma.' But never 'The Governor.'

So now that we've clarified that this is definitely a story about a boy masturbating.....

Oh no, wait. You guys are very tricky.

Sigh....

I'm getting confused now. I think I'd better finish this tomorrow.

TO BE CONTINUED....