2026-03-11

Perfect Repair Day

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[2026-03-11 06:32:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: Have a good morning sunshine I must be having sympathy PMS not feeling it today. That's for sure. Why just drive right into this fucking wall in front of me coming up Still thinking about it I decided not to I'm feeling pretty good now just to not want to get up this morning that sucked I'm sure I'll be fucking falling asleep about 45 minutes when I get to the office and sit down at my desk where it's all nice and quiet With Henry a couple doors down In there, so yeah I hope you had a great workout. Let me know what you guys did and I hope you had a nice peaceful rest of your evening after you got home. Hope you slept well. I think I slept pretty well Yeah, woke up once just to go get something to drink I think and then So I'm being reminded why The rule to not let dogs in the bed. It's cause I end up with fucking fur in my mouth all the time like. I feel like I just can't. It's already kind of annoying and it makes me feel dirty like if I can't get in bed without getting hair on me and in my mouth, I don't know if it's if it's gonna work out. Other than that, it's been cool like they're super chill in there and usually once or twice in the evening he like I mean at night he gets up and like comes up and does that thing Sits down and then swap over all, which is pretty weird. It's usually when I'm awake like he doesn't well maybe he's woke me up once or twice to it but it's mostly like if I'm already awake or like look around to check on it where is that? Seasoning Yeah, that's cute. It's the hair. Yeah, I think that's about all I got As usual, I did go to sleep thinking about you and woke up thinking about you Also, as usual, I love you and I hope you have a great day
[2026-03-11 07:55:00] Sam Willis: Good morning baby. Another day of sleeping in too late 🙄
[2026-03-11 07:56:00] Sam Willis: Can’t wait to listen to your message
[2026-03-11 07:56:00] Dave: It’s 0600 there!! That’s too late?
[2026-03-11 07:57:00] Dave: And good morning princess
[2026-03-11 07:57:00] Sam Willis: Well it’s supposed to be 5 😔
[2026-03-11 07:57:00] Sam Willis: Have I told you that I hate mornings?
[2026-03-11 07:57:00] Dave: Since when?!
[2026-03-11 07:58:00] Sam Willis: Have I told you that probably my favorite thing in life is to sleep
[2026-03-11 07:58:00] Sam Willis: Having a job is really impacting this
[2026-03-11 07:58:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 07:58:00] Sam Willis: Ok I gotta get up. Talk to you soon. Love you. 🥰
[2026-03-11 07:58:00] Dave: You need to get you a sugar daddy 🤑
[2026-03-11 07:59:00] Sam Willis: One that I don’t have to touch
[2026-03-11 07:59:00] Sam Willis: And preferably one I don’t even need to talk to
[2026-03-11 07:59:00] Dave: Because living at the whim of a man is sooooo you
[2026-03-11 08:27:00] Sam Willis: Omgggg today is already fucked. My hair straightener just decided it’s no longer going to turn on
[2026-03-11 08:27:00] Sam Willis: THIS IS A TRAVESTY
[2026-03-11 08:27:00] Sam Willis: a girl cannot go without a hair straightener.
[2026-03-11 08:28:00] Dave: Call in sick!
[2026-03-11 08:28:00] Dave: Totally justified
[2026-03-11 08:41:00] Dave: This feels much cleaner now. *Stories are complete. *PoV narratives are better - and now used to inform the stories instead of the full transcript. *Signals are much more reliable which flows into improved quality *Insights and Charts. So take a look when you get a chance. This is the latest date I’ve run through the new pipeline.
[2026-03-11 08:42:00] Dave: https://dclutter1.cloudflareaccess.com/cdn-cgi/access/login/softcopy.dc3d.me?kid=48d062fbb8060b9b269cb65ddf7d1e4c17615dfad7824247da8e3647e0da27c2&meta=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJSUzI1NiIsImtpZCI6ImI5MjM3ZGFmMjBmZTgyMmRlMDk0YTI0MzE3NmY5YmM2OTNiZWJkODlkMWI1YzY4NWQxNzhmYWVmZjhjMGJkMTkifQ.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.fOpdDo5_FfbW8L2frp_8hKDbhEBAYhufAKWAkzPCgH8gTPrWENM4KOTdRhocVZgPoMbHO2-yDkUPu2Hjmsmg0Z-GadDKAwbUI0dVDK7gGkwiLipfMuF-ahAJ530FFIlkbg1m-oGrLXUDz7DwD8qUl2qQce7J11Po62dduIGAxzPgIVa9paWaND-dpgh2JFg_0pL16DYf0isXaJnyNYn-e7STtek2tziwF2wb5Fiv51dqYQ1fYj6RemmTo0IQr_P3VjAHX5QtN2eM-PzEA0LqfEZoGhBVY_itDKqoF4ppNyrgbXfE2YDqnNlyH1U9-wIUKbGHjmbF8hbxiw-Z_mapmQ&redirect_url=%2Fdays%2F2026%2F03%2F2026-03-06%2F#__tabbed_1_1 Sign in ・ Cloudflare Access
[2026-03-11 08:43:00] Dave: And I just have to say that I’m pretty proud of myself for *waves arms at all that* 😌
[2026-03-11 08:43:00] Dave: In reference to their relationship
[2026-03-11 09:04:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Hello finally in the car I still have a lot to catch up on but two things real quick. I wanted to bitch about one my fucking tire pressure light keeps coming on and it's pissing me off because I keep airing up my tire and it's not turning off. And I don't know I do feel like there's fully leak in there but my tire pressure is at 33 like why the fuck is the light on still just pissing me off OK and then too Brian is such a little bitch as we know but he is just like how fucking much does he suck on leadership's cock it's just I mean he is full on fucking deep throating it He whenever Steven's gone, he takes it upon himself to like be the person who like communicates up to the COA and stuff like very simple example today the thing I'm fucking pissed off about is at the BHR's. They're not due to read until the end of day, I don't have my teams in yet and this motherfucking bitch already sent them off and it's like you could clearly see that my team doesn't have anything in there yet you don't even ask about it. You just send them off. For something that's not due till the end of the day because he always takes a deadline and then moves it up at day maybe even sometimes two days he's such a fucking little do her. It makes me honestly well obviously I respect him so much less I'm like you're you are a grown ass. Man that is in your 50s Quit sucking so much dick Like you're not gonna get ahead in life fuck it's disgusting
[2026-03-11 09:06:00] Dave: Mmmmm… you saying cock even in a non-sexual context 🔥
[2026-03-11 09:06:00] Dave: Lmao at him adding a day to deadlines 🙄
[2026-03-11 09:07:00] Sam Willis: OK listening to you now. lol I LOVEEEEE fruit grumpy, dramatic Dave
[2026-03-11 09:07:00] Dave: That’s such a brown noser thing to do ESPECIALLY when he can see your isn’t in
[2026-03-11 09:07:00] Sam Willis: No idea where the word fruit came from
[2026-03-11 09:07:00] Sam Willis: I’m gonna keep it in there though
[2026-03-11 09:07:00] Dave: Fruit grumpy
[2026-03-11 09:08:00] Dave: Yeah I’m glad you left it 😊
[2026-03-11 09:12:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, listen you're just gonna have to deal with the dog care because the reality is your breathing in all the time anyway leave it when you're not home you're breathing in all this other bullshit and we all probably have like pounds of hair in our lungs. It's fine. It's totally fine. So yeah, I'm just saying You happen to love somebody who has a lot of dogs and sometimes they sleep in the bed It's a thing anyway, so mine actually did not wake me up at all last night, which was amazing except they got up at four like 37 and as we talked about before I make the mistake of I let them out and then I'm like I'm just gonna lay back down for 30 minutes and then nope I can't do it so then I slept until six but whatever I still pissed off at Brian thing I even just I just messaged in the group chat. I'm like I see they've already sent. I didn't have mine in cool cool little fucking bitches and now I have a stupid daily stand-up with them in five minutes. Nobody said anything anyway And then do you know how he starts the meeting five minutes fucking early every fucking meeting yeah he just did that now God he's so annoying Fuck, I'm not getting on until right on time anyway OK when I come back I wanna talk about the freaking Candace and Sunil thing and then I know you sent me some so I'll have to look into that. I'm gonna have to log back in. I guess cause it's telling me to login and I don't. Just through my Google I don't know anyway what else I miss from you I don't know, but I hope you're feeling less grumpy than you were when you first messaged me this morning. It's 911 there. I hate this.
[2026-03-11 09:13:00] Dave: I don’t have a problem breathing it in. I have a problem with it INSIDE MY MOUTH
[2026-03-11 09:14:00] Dave: Or even worse, just hanging around on my face and tickling my nose and shit
[2026-03-11 09:14:00] Dave: Hahaha omg he IS annoying
[2026-03-11 09:15:00] Dave: Yes. Candace and Sun!
[2026-03-11 09:15:00] Dave: No rush on softcopy 😊
[2026-03-11 09:16:00] Dave: Yeah, login is just google sso
[2026-03-11 09:17:00] Dave: Yeah I’m feeling less grumpy. I was doing fine on energy until I just read 3 sentences of a standard and almost went RIGHT to sleep lol. Ugh.
[2026-03-11 09:25:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Well, I feel like if you didn't have your own freaking facial hair, then other hairs when it's stuck around freaking mouth so this actually sounds kind of like a problem and not a problem
[2026-03-11 09:26:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, I guess I like the waves arms at all that reference but it's just it's a little bit too close to ours so I mean what's their acronym cause it's still Waves arms hey it's still WAA Don't like it you gotta come up with something worse
[2026-03-11 09:28:00] Dave: Come up with something worse 😂
[2026-03-11 09:28:00] Dave: All I’m saying is it was clever ok?!
[2026-03-11 09:28:00] Dave: It doesn’t HAAAAAVE to be the official name for it
[2026-03-11 09:29:00] Dave: Ultimately you’re right, nobody else gets waves arms at anything..
[2026-03-11 09:30:00] Dave: That’s just ours 🥰
[2026-03-11 09:30:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK before I get into the whole Candace's nail thing, I was just talking to Chris and Brian and anyway Chris was talking about third-party back up recovery blah, blah blah and like I don't know if I ever I'm sure I haven't told you this cause why would it come up but I know that you deal with backups I think it with cyber resilience but anyway I fucking hate backups like this has been a thing between me and Allison for a couple decades when we used to have to test back up controls and all the sock reports that we would do we just we just we can't get it like in theory backups and controls round back ups should be pretty easy Peezy, but it's really not because You know you have backups in the cloud and then backups for on prime and then I don't know it's like backups with cloud containers and like there's just all these things that you need to know and then it's like do you actually know if it backed up and like how far back of data do you have and like is that sufficient and then like fuck back when we were testing people still were backing shit up the tape and then like you have to have a third-party come and pick your tapes up and then bring it to you know offsite storage and then it's like if you really needed this day back you'd have to go get the motherfucking tape and then like sometimes things are written to the tape wrong and it's just like I don't like testing back up because I don't have confidence So anyway, that was a nice little tangent you don't even need to respond to that but like fuck back up I mean Allison we're literally just talking about this last week because now she got Resilience under her, but it's not just cyber resilience like it's just broad resilience which sounds like way too fucking much and she was talking about now now she has to deal with backup so it's just coming all back to Hunter. She brought him a very good point of like I just don't care enough to learn this shit and it's like a fucking man fuck backups and then another thing just in general that I have no interest in learning two things actually cloud risk no thank you and data risk no fuck thank you data is everywhere. How do you even Wrap your arms around that shit fuck all of that
[2026-03-11 09:31:00] Dave: I don’t do backups. That’s Andre
[2026-03-11 09:32:00] Dave: Yeah, you can’t audit backups lol. It’s impossible.
[2026-03-11 09:33:00] Dave: Well, too late because I’m already responding. The best you can do with backups is: are you doing them? How do you know/prove it? And do you test them?
[2026-03-11 09:33:00] Dave: Yeah fuck everything cloud lol.
[2026-03-11 09:34:00] Dave: It’s so segmented here, so many different teams… it’s a mess
[2026-03-11 09:35:00] Dave: If you go any further with backups it open up a whole other can ‘o worms
[2026-03-11 09:38:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I just read her last thing about if you go any further with backups opened up a whole other can of worms that's my whole fucking point like if you really try to get confidence and what the fuck is being backed up And like truly, how much they're able to recover off of the back up I don't get warm and fuzzies off of it. At least I didn't back whenever I was testing this shit but that was 15 years ago. I'm mean I'm having nightmares just trying to remember requesting configuration settings for this shit and like trying to really figure out if that's even sufficient I don't know OK Candace so I hear you, but I disagree because I feel like you can be in something that's not labeled You are a great example we are in. We have something it's not labeled like I'm not. A something to you, but we know we have something and with that something comes certain expectations and I think it's the same for them like I think there should should and could still be expectations even if you're not Official with someone I mean, if you're pretty much exclusively with somebody or like you know exclusively like this is your person Then, yeah, like she has a right to Expect that he's not gonna shy away from telling other people that she exist. If it's straight up, comes up in a conversation like oh are you seeing somebody? I don't know just casually dating around fuck that that's fucking bullshit So I don't know I obviously don't know what expectations were communicated throughout their shit but I know Candice has said multiple times that this is what she needs out of this or you know from him with this and he hasn't done it and so yeah I think it's totally fair to communicate your needs and You know that person should either say yeah I can meet that or no I can't and then you go from there but yeah, that makes sense
[2026-03-11 09:39:00] Sam Willis: And how QUICKLY shit can be recovered
[2026-03-11 09:39:00] Sam Willis: Ok I digress
[2026-03-11 09:39:00] Sam Willis: But that’s a whole other thing
[2026-03-11 09:40:00] Sam Willis: Fuck backups
[2026-03-11 09:40:00] Dave: Right but the thing about backups you had to understand is: they aren’t for “recovery” - like from a cyber event. Backups are for recovering data in a more or less healthy env.
[2026-03-11 09:41:00] Sam Willis: Even then. I don’t trust them. They break.
[2026-03-11 09:41:00] Dave: I mean, ofc it depends on the model you subscribe to
[2026-03-11 09:41:00] Sam Willis: Even then. I don’t trust them. They break.
[2026-03-11 09:45:00] Dave: You and I have pretty clearly established expectations. If not explicitly discussed then generally understood via our unique connection. It just doesn’t sound like they have that.
[2026-03-11 09:46:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, possibly fair but as we know, it's not So black and white I feel like a person comes into something with many needs and what do you do in the situation where maybe 99% of your needs are met but one percent isn't you know and then so then people stick around for the 99% and then they can talk about the one percent and hopefully they change that one percent and start to meet that other one percent need but You know I feel like it's not realistic to have 100% beats me in a relationship. I don't know where I'm going with this. I just feel like. I'm disagreeing with your statement from last night that I don't have in front of me, but you said he doesn't owe it to her I think and that's what I am Disagree with because I feel like if you're in a thing and somebody communicates their needs Then it's not wild to for her to expect that I guess so in a sense Now I'm all fucked up
[2026-03-11 09:49:00] Dave: 99% is A LOT. Most people aren’t even close to 99% of needs met. So 1% is nothing. She sounds like she ain’t getting like 80% of her needs met. Ok, and your expectations (and mine for that matter, but that’s beside the point) sure, he “owes” her that respect, acknowledgment, whatever you call it. What I meant with my last comment was that he doesn’t owe her anything because he has very clearly avoided committing to anything.
[2026-03-11 09:50:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Bottom line, there's no reason for him to not Acknowledge to other people that Candace exists and that he's somewhat in her life so I find it as Candace does a bit shady that he doesn't do that it's very minimizing Of what they have and how he claims that he feels towards her so I think she has a right to Tell him how she feels and expect him to Change that part of his narrative to other people
[2026-03-11 09:50:00] Dave: The reason for him to not admit that she’s in her life is because he’s keeping his options open.
[2026-03-11 09:51:00] Dave: She absolutely has a right to tell him and expect him to change.
[2026-03-11 09:51:00] Dave: But he doesn’t want that.
[2026-03-11 09:51:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Yeah, his overall Like it's one thing to not Want labels I guess sure I mean we're like fucking middle-aged people like OK yeah like I don't really Call Christian my boyfriend seems weird like he's my partner or whatever but so sure no labels but I do agree and it's always struck me as a bit odd that he is so commitment averse to anything I mean but also like if you think about His life fuck you he's not committed to anything. He doesn't have any kids. He has no pets like he doesn't have to care for anything he you know works minimally. He just seems like he is very set in his life and. That's that you know so I feel like She should know and be willing to be OK with that, but it's the whole like not even acknowledging that she exist that I think is like the crux of all and that is weird
[2026-03-11 09:52:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, I see you with your big fucking font. He doesn't want that. OK then my question is why doesn't you want that? What's with this guy?
[2026-03-11 09:53:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Oh, I see you answer that above that he's keeping his options open but like she's I mean, she says they have like an open relationship in the sense of they're afraid to have sex with other people. He doesn't wanna care to know about when she has sex with other people that she has said if you have sex with the people I want to know. But like that's on the table so they're not OK. I'm going round around the circle sorry. I did ask her this when I saw her in Sedona and I said basically like OK you're OK with having an open relationship with that since she said, but it's the emotional connection. I don't want him having an emotional connection with anybody else which like I get so I don't know, though she's totally articulated that to him now that I think about it I'm sure she has cause she's really good with her words, but It does kind of sound like I don't know if he's keeping his options open to have an emotional connection with someone else or if he is just like has a vulnerability problem maybe that's it if he can't admit that he's emotionally invested
[2026-03-11 09:54:00] Dave: She doesn’t want an open relationship. She wants an exclusive relationship, and that isn’t what he wants.
[2026-03-11 09:55:00] Sam Willis: She has sex with other ppl though
[2026-03-11 09:55:00] Sam Willis: But it’s purely physical
[2026-03-11 09:56:00] Dave: Ok, then swap out “open relationship” with “emotional exclusivity”.
[2026-03-11 09:56:00] Dave: The bottom line is she wants more from him than he’s willing to give.
[2026-03-11 09:59:00] Dave: Right or wrong, mean or nice, that just seems like what it is. I think you see what she wants and don’t understand why he won’t just give it to her. And I agree, it’s totally reasonable. But like, I don’t see how could be any clearer than he is being with his actions. Aside from coming out and saying it.
[2026-03-11 10:00:00] Dave: Which maybe he doesn’t even know how to do. It sounds like he’s probably used to getting exactly what wants, all the time, without having to worry about anything
[2026-03-11 10:00:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, but you hit the nail on the head. She's a therapist. She's big on using her words and he's not using his words. His actions that she's seen are conflicting with the words that he says to her. And so Yeah, he needs to use his fucking words. That's also like an expectation of hers and I agree like you know you should go with how people what people show you you know there's whatever I think we're on the same page. I just think he needs to use his words, but that's easier said than done.
[2026-03-11 10:01:00] Dave: lol… so he says one thing and does another? What do you call that in any other situation?
[2026-03-11 10:01:00] Sam Willis: I call that CONFUSING lolol
[2026-03-11 10:05:00] Sam Willis: Ugh
[2026-03-11 10:05:00] Sam Willis: It’s really annoying sometimes how intelligent you are
[2026-03-11 10:06:00] Dave: I’ll take that as a compliment 🤔
[2026-03-11 10:06:00] Dave: Oh shit, unless this is one of those times where you just want me to agree with you instead of fix?!
[2026-03-11 10:06:00] Sam Willis: Lmaooo
[2026-03-11 10:07:00] Dave: But I feel like you need the former, in this situation 😘
[2026-03-11 10:08:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Oh, that way you say that maybe it is I want you to acknowledge that it's like messy and we know the things are so black and white But I'm trying to figure out what his actual deal is I know like I know he's he's saying that he's doing this therefore this but why is he like this but that's always the stuff that I didn't see this is what gets me in trouble with fucking relationships is because I try to rationalize peoples where they're coming from So That's that's my downfall, but also like for a woman our hearts like Candace says all the time lives in our vagina so like if you're having great sex with somebody it's very hard to you know be able to just walk away from no it's it's very hard to be able to walk away even if there's a bunch of other bullshit because he convinced ourselves that it's the sex is great then everything else is great
[2026-03-11 10:09:00] Dave: I’ve said I agreed with you a bunch of times..
[2026-03-11 10:10:00] Sam Willis: Hmph
[2026-03-11 10:11:00] Sam Willis: Hahaha
[2026-03-11 10:11:00] Sam Willis: Explain
[2026-03-11 10:12:00] Sam Willis: Bc my initial reaction is absolutely and I’ll tell you why. In just a minute when I get to my desk lol
[2026-03-11 10:14:00] Dave: Your vagina lives in your heart (I mean, so I thought) - in that you don’t want/can’t have sex unless your heart is in it. Which is why you could have sex with me on crazy night - and being blackout drunk ofc. Or do you now feel the way you do about me because we had sex?
[2026-03-11 10:14:00] Sam Willis: Oooo this is a fabulous question
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: 🤔🤔
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: Can it be both? lol
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Dave: Like, how many times have you said you can’t just: go fuck random dudes?
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Dave: Is that all lies?!
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: No!
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Dave: What even is this?!?!
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: Oh
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: My
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Sam Willis: God
[2026-03-11 10:15:00] Dave: HMPH
[2026-03-11 10:16:00] Sam Willis: Listen. We can NOT be PMSing at the same time ok?!? This isn’t gonna work. Lmao
[2026-03-11 10:16:00] Dave: Anyway… eagerly awaiting how you explain this…
[2026-03-11 10:17:00] Dave: I TOLD YOU I WAS HAVING SYMPATHY PMS!
[2026-03-11 10:17:00] Dave: So really… this is your fault 😌
[2026-03-11 10:19:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, Jesus, I feel attacked You're right Start over OK in my life I have 100% had one night stands where I barely knew the guy and it was definitely like a oh this feels good at the moment thing OK Oh my God, stop typing So anyway, that was in the past BS like now 100% like I need to have a good emotional connection To get there, especially if I'm sober I mean, seriously so yes That is what led to crazy night But crazy night was very affirming Of everything else they felt so when you ask, do you now feel this way you do about me because of crazy night. The answer is a little bit. Yes because it was so affirming and OK if we're being like completely honest. Saying that that on crazy night we got into your car and we started making out and it was awkward or sucked like If I'm being honest, it would've been a lot easier to walk away It would've been a lot easier to look back and say well I'm glad We got to experience the physical side of this that wasn't like a match and therefore I feel better about you know just kind of moving out of this. This was a thing.
[2026-03-11 10:19:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: This stupid freaking thing cut me off my point is don't you think though that if I'm crazy night things didn't feel good that we would not be in waves arms around so in that sense like yes we are here because of Crazy night, right?
[2026-03-11 10:26:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I mean 100% Yeah, like I agree, but there's also like a physical aspect of it too. Do you know like we could not have been we could have not been a physical match right like OK you can have a great emotional connection with somebody. And they could still suck in bed Right
[2026-03-11 10:26:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: That's why I said it's both I mean OK So Do you see what I'm saying?
[2026-03-11 10:27:00] Dave: They can still suck in bed
[2026-03-11 10:27:00] Dave: That was literally the worst performance of my life lmao
[2026-03-11 10:27:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I think this is like a chicken in the egg thing, but the reality is So crazy night would not have happened if it wasn't for our already established emotional connection 100% but waves arms around haven't Because Of the physical piece added on right OK Well, I have to still think that you were amazing so I don't know what that says about me but if that was your worst performance, then I think we're in great shape
[2026-03-11 10:28:00] Dave: THAT SAYS ITS THE EMOTIONAL ASPECT
[2026-03-11 10:30:00] Dave: Like, if I was one of your one night stands, you wouldn’t have called me back. I’m not asking that as a question so you don’t have to answer. Just something to think about.
[2026-03-11 10:31:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I think we're saying the same thing just in different ways the point is that you wouldn't have been in one night stand at this point in my life because that's not something that I'm interested in Or do you know what I mean but I'm saying is that Because of the emotional aspect, we had crazy night and because crazy night was so good from an emotional and then now add a physical aspect to it now or in ways arms around can you honestly say that how we started hooking up? Crazy night and you weren't turned on that we would be in waves arms around
[2026-03-11 10:33:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Like I do believe people can be an emotional match and not a physical match and I just don't know that we would have like had it planned a secret weekend if we weren't also a physical match because If it was just about the emotions and why hadn't we done it already freaking four years ago you know the physical piece amplified it, which is what I'm saying about the heart lives in my vagina like it just amplified it
[2026-03-11 10:33:00] Dave: Well, no. If we weren’t turned on we wouldn’t be in WAA. What I’m saying is, given the emotional, and the basic fact that we were already physically attracted to each other, sex couldn’t have possibly been anything other than great.
[2026-03-11 10:34:00] Sam Willis: I disagree
[2026-03-11 10:34:00] Sam Willis: I think sex COULD have not been good
[2026-03-11 10:34:00] Dave: Explain how
[2026-03-11 10:34:00] Dave: Like give me an example
[2026-03-11 10:34:00] Sam Willis: Well. What if we were super turned each other naked?
[2026-03-11 10:35:00] Sam Willis: What if my kissing was like….slurping all over your face?
[2026-03-11 10:35:00] Sam Willis: What if you thought my pussy tasted disgusting?
[2026-03-11 10:35:00] Sam Willis: What if you had a micropeen? (No offense to the micropeen ppl out there, they still deserve love)
[2026-03-11 10:36:00] Sam Willis: What if I had a random third nipple?
[2026-03-11 10:37:00] Sam Willis: SO many unknowns until we got naked and started hooking up!
[2026-03-11 10:42:00] Dave: Ok, ok. I’ll digress. Sure, there could have been a physical abnormality that was too much of a deal breaker for you.
[2026-03-11 10:43:00] Sam Willis: So you’re saying that no matter WHAT, you would have thought sex was amazing with me?
[2026-03-11 10:44:00] Dave: Hahahah, I’m glad you caught the “for you”. Yes, I guess your pussy could have been way too big, or smelled funny or something.
[2026-03-11 10:44:00] Sam Willis: I definitely caught it lol
[2026-03-11 10:45:00] Sam Willis: Anywayyyyy, I love you.
[2026-03-11 10:45:00] Sam Willis: You jerk
[2026-03-11 10:45:00] Sam Willis: And I’m glad and annoyed that we ended up being an amazing physical match 🙄
[2026-03-11 10:50:00] Dave: No I get what you’re saying! And I agree. I’m mostly breaking your balls at this point. I guess what I’m really try to say is that at that point, 4 years in, I couldn’t imagine there being a major physical surprise I couldn’t have dealt with, or would have made the night not an amazing, connecting experience. Like, we know enough to know each other are clean, take care of ourselves, generally know what each other likes, etc.
[2026-03-11 10:51:00] Dave: …do you though Kidding kidding I love you too sweetie pie 🥰
[2026-03-11 10:51:00] Dave: …do you though Kidding kidding I love you too sweetie pie 🥰
[2026-03-11 10:53:00] Sam Willis: Barely
[2026-03-11 10:54:00] Dave: Good enough for me 👸
[2026-03-11 10:54:00] Sam Willis: I wish you could give me a hug right now ❤️
[2026-03-11 10:55:00] Dave: I would looooove to hug you rn 🥰
[2026-03-11 10:55:00] Dave: So tight
[2026-03-11 10:59:00] Sam Willis: Bubs sent this question over last night. What are your thoughts? 😜
[2026-03-11 10:59:00] Sam Willis: <no text>
[2026-03-11 11:00:00] Dave: Do you?
[2026-03-11 11:04:00] Sam Willis: Absolutely
[2026-03-11 11:05:00] Sam Willis: Probably having some of the best sex ever 😂😂
[2026-03-11 11:23:00] Sam Willis: Have you ever taken viagra?
[2026-03-11 11:34:00] Dave: I’ve taken Cialis.
[2026-03-11 11:35:00] Dave: Heh… fun little fact I might not have told you about myself.
[2026-03-11 11:36:00] Dave: You know I’ve been taking testosterone since I was about 30 right?
[2026-03-11 11:36:00] Sam Willis: Why does Cialis sound like a thing you take to stop smoking? lol
[2026-03-11 11:37:00] Sam Willis: Yea that was going to be my follow-up. How that impacts your sex drive and ability to “perform”, for lack of a better word, lol. But I assume it helps!
[2026-03-11 11:37:00] Sam Willis: Yea that was going to be my follow-up. How that impacts your sex drive and ability to “perform”, for lack of a better word, lol. But I assume it helps!
[2026-03-11 11:42:00] Dave: So I went and got a prescription for the test from an endocrinologist, and did the whole thing. My testosterone was legitimately low, so it worked. But for years before that, when I was in the af and got into working out - I found out that workout and diet forums are directly adjacent to steroid forums. So I got into reading about that, which is where I found out about TRT and testosterone levels and all the other hormones and stuff that goes along with that.
[2026-03-11 11:49:00] Sam Willis: Did you ever take anabolic steroids??
[2026-03-11 11:52:00] Dave: So when I say “steroids” there are tons of things that fall into that category. Including testosterone. But also oral steroids like Dianabol, and various other injectable hormones like Trenbolone, and Deca-duraboline, and many others. The gist of responsible steroid use is this: body builders ideally reach the limit of what they can achieve naturally through training and diet. There’s a genetic limit to how much muscle your body can support. Young men can get there in 3-5 years of training. Then they use steroids to get past their genetic limit. It can be done your bloodwork, and doing various other protocols to come off the extra hormones. Most people go for like 12-16 weeks and then do what is called post cycle therapy PCT.
[2026-03-11 11:58:00] Dave: Testosterone is the base of every AAS “cycle” (the 12-16 weeks “on”). And then you take other stuff on top to increase the effect. When you take exogenous hormones, your body stops normal testosterone production which is why it is taken with during a cycle. For example if you take only Tren, that shuts down testosterone production and you feel like total shit because while Tren does thing to enhance muscle growth, it doesn’t have the same effect as Test - which is what makes men feel like men. I promise this is coming back around to Cialis lol.
[2026-03-11 12:05:00] Dave: PCT is another set of drugs you take for about 8 weeks post-cycle. Those medications are designed to restart your HPTA hypothalamus pituitary something something - basically your balls - the testosterone making dept. Because remember, AAS shuts that down. Typically, PCT suuuucks because you’ve been 5x normal Test levels + whatever effects the other substances gave you for the last 3 months and then you got back to sub-normal levels of everything. So as you know from your own hormone cycle, that’s ass. Imagine a man who has NEVER experienced that fluctuation going from the best he’s ever times to literally the worst. I’m not suggesting you be sympathetic, it’s just to give you an idea of what happens.
[2026-03-11 12:06:00] Dave: AAS= anabolic androgenic steroids btw
[2026-03-11 12:09:00] Dave: So… the beauty of TRT is that since you’re already suppling your body with testosterone, you never have to do PCT. Your HPTA is already shut down and wasnt working that great in the first place. That’s just an aside, and at the time, getting a TRT rx was like the coveted golden ticket lol. Because back then, there weren’t “wellness” clinics that just handed it out like there are today.
[2026-03-11 12:14:00] Dave: I, being the enterprising and sharp young man I was, found out that instead of buying expensive ass testosterone from the pharmacy, or an underground lab…. I could make that shit myself at a FRACTION of the cost. Turns out Chinese medicine manufacturers have no problem synthesizing whatever compound people will pay for, including AAS… and Cialis 😋. So, I started manufacturing testosterone mostly, but other AAS as well 🤫
[2026-03-11 12:16:00] Sam Willis: So 1 comment, I didn’t realize TRT was considered an AAS, so that’s interesting. Bc I grew up always hearing that AAS was bad, bad.
[2026-03-11 12:23:00] Dave: Where does the Cialis come in? It does 2 major things. 1. Some AAS can still make it hard to get it up. AND it’s even worse in PCT when you’re empty on hormones altogether. 2. It’s great for your blood pressure which also inherently rises proportionately to your test level. Those 2 things pretty much make it a baseline requirement for anyone planning their cycle. Cialis is different from Viagra in that C is taken at a low dose (5mg) daily, while V is taken before you need a boner. C has a longer half life than V so it stays in your system longer. And as luck would have it, a kilo of C was about $80 at the time. For reference, at the time, 1… ONE 5mg pill from the pharmacy - taken daily for extended periods - was $5-7.
[2026-03-11 12:27:00] Dave: Yeah, I thought the same until I researched it and got into the community and realized it can be used responsibly just like any other substance. AND, I defy you to name another “drug” that promotes exercise and good diet and produces muscle lol. Regardless of what people think, you don’t just “t8k rOiDz git hooge”. You still have to work your ass. You still have to eat clean. And you have to work even harder to keep what you gained once you go off.
[2026-03-11 12:27:00] Dave: Yeah, I thought the same until I researched it and got into the community and realized it can be used responsibly just like any other substance. AND, I defy you to name another “drug” that promotes exercise and good diet and produces muscle lol. Regardless of what people think, you don’t just “t8k rOiDz git hooge”. You still have to work your ass. You still have to eat clean. And you have to work even harder to keep what you gained once you go off.
[2026-03-11 12:35:00] Dave: So, Cialis. I actually still take 5mg/day. Still from that same batch I bought like 15 years ago or whatever it was. Idk if you know this but stimulants (adderall) reduce blood flow to the genitals. So much so that my dick shrinks down to the point that it’s literally difficult to get it out to pee lmao. The C daily keeps some blood flow going down there so it stays nice and relaxed 😎 And, it helps keep my BP at a great level
[2026-03-11 12:36:00] Sam Willis: Ok I have a lot to process. I have questions.
[2026-03-11 12:36:00] Dave: Might be best to just voice me and I’ll do the same
[2026-03-11 12:36:00] Sam Willis: I gotta read everything again. I also don’t know half of what you’re talking about lol. Kidding. Kinda. Ok stay tuned
[2026-03-11 12:36:00] Sam Willis: Did you already leave work?
[2026-03-11 12:36:00] Sam Willis: You’re such a jerk lol
[2026-03-11 12:37:00] Dave: No! I’ve been sitting here typing this shit out for the last hour !
[2026-03-11 12:38:00] Sam Willis: Lmfao
[2026-03-11 12:38:00] Sam Willis: Get to work!!
[2026-03-11 12:39:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 12:39:00] Dave: Def not the biggest I ever was but that’s form the era
[2026-03-11 12:39:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, I'm gonna have to respond in parts So I guess my biggest question is What got you into all this to begin with? It sounds like it was when you were in the Air Force and you started working out and then that got you down a rabbit hole Looking in the steroids is that correct so you were young like you were still in the Air Force when this all started that question number one question number two what is exogenous hormones?
[2026-03-11 12:40:00] Sam Willis: I don’t even recognize you!!!!
[2026-03-11 12:40:00] Sam Willis: I don’t even recognize you!!!!
[2026-03-11 12:40:00] Sam Willis: The hair is throwing me off a lot too
[2026-03-11 12:42:00] Dave: Not to far off from the last one
[2026-03-11 12:43:00] Sam Willis: You’re such a boy lol. How old are you here?
[2026-03-11 12:44:00] Dave: Early-mid 30s?
[2026-03-11 12:46:00] Sam Willis: The hairrrrrrrr 😂
[2026-03-11 12:47:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 12:50:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I wanna just like lick those abs Anyway, OK, I'm still I'm still processing here so you started you went and got the whole. Did the whole test got a prescription? Did the whole thing when was that? I'm assuming that was after You started getting into this stuff is that correct? It sounds like you've taken quite a few steroids which I mean you do you so like yeah I grew up in a gym. My mom was a bodybuilder grew up around other bodybuilders, but their thing was all natural competitions like they did not compete against those that were that could take steroids so anyway that's just what I grew up like. I guess they're definitely guys at the gym that we're on steroids. You could totally tell so like I mean, did you have all the typical side effects of Roids like with the road rage and the back acne? And all the things And then do you have that stuff now or not really like I guess so with the TRT you still do you still go in cycles? Do you still have to get that like testing every once in a while? Like I don't, there's so much I don't know
[2026-03-11 12:51:00] Dave: More hair
[2026-03-11 12:51:00] Sam Willis: So. Much. Hair!
[2026-03-11 12:53:00] Dave: Ha!! Remember the lady that used to live across the street from me in NE and was openly in lust with me? This is her husband Brent when he dresses as me for Halloween lmao
[2026-03-11 12:54:00] Dave: Hair
[2026-03-11 12:54:00] Dave: There’s a particular photo I’m looking for so I’m snagging these interesting ones as I pass them
[2026-03-11 12:56:00] Dave: lol
[2026-03-11 12:56:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 12:57:00] Sam Willis: That is hilarious
[2026-03-11 12:57:00] Sam Willis: That is hilarious
[2026-03-11 12:58:00] Sam Willis: Bob!!!
[2026-03-11 12:58:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 12:59:00] Sam Willis: You’re giving sexy eyes to someone
[2026-03-11 12:59:00] Sam Willis: HMPH
[2026-03-11 13:01:00] Dave: It was for Bob! 🙄
[2026-03-11 13:01:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 13:01:00] Dave: It was for Bob! 🙄
[2026-03-11 13:02:00] Sam Willis: LIES!!!!
[2026-03-11 13:02:00] Dave: Becca Swanson. She worked at TDA for a while.
[2026-03-11 13:02:00] Sam Willis: LIES!!!!
[2026-03-11 13:03:00] Sam Willis: Ah, I think you’ve talked about her before. Way back in the day.
[2026-03-11 13:03:00] Sam Willis: Ah, I think you’ve talked about her before. Way back in the day.
[2026-03-11 13:04:00] Dave: I’ve probably showed you this before. This is how I gave a presentation on camera for a some class for my BS
[2026-03-11 13:05:00] Sam Willis: HAHAHAHA
[2026-03-11 13:05:00] Dave: <no text>
[2026-03-11 13:05:00] Sam Willis: I don’t remember the story but I definitely remember the picture
[2026-03-11 13:06:00] Sam Willis: Sir….
[2026-03-11 13:06:00] Sam Willis: Sir….
[2026-03-11 13:07:00] Dave: Then I got it cut 😭😭😭
[2026-03-11 13:07:00] Dave: And I never did find either of the 2 photos I was looking for!
[2026-03-11 13:08:00] Sam Willis: Why did you cut it? But also, it looked good cut!
[2026-03-11 13:10:00] Dave: It was too much of a hassle to make look decent, and even more of a hassle with BJJ. Grappling just completely wrecked it.
[2026-03-11 13:19:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: OK, let me see if I can make it a little clear So I started looking into this in my mid 20s that's so that's when I got I go to the Air Force after you to there. I got into working out and working out you getting on like forums and bodybuilding forums and figuring out how to work out how to like weights and like what to do and whatever. Now great this isn't 2345 so yo the world in the state of the Internet and all that shit was very different and there was a lot more communication on forums and Reddit was huge for working out and stuff but As it turns out the best diet and exercise advice is on steroid forms because also as it turns out the people that do steroids like responsible like the majority of steroid users are like super strict bodybuilders before during and after like their steroid use Like I mentioned before you know, ideally you don't just go from regular ass Joe to using steroids people do that and it's dumb but like Like the ideal situation is that you've worked out for five years and lifted weights and got your diet dialed in and you're down to 8% body fat and you know this is big and strong as you're basically gonna get at your current physiological You know predisposition then you take steroids to get past and get bigger right so the first thing that you do like everybody's the first cycle or ideally in a perfect world Is 500 mg of testosterone and nothing else for 12 weeks. The first time you do that like you get the best results that you'll ever get from it and then. You typically add one thing at a time right so you don't want like to start off taking three things and have side effects for one of them and not know which one it is right so if you start off with testosterone, you see how you handle that and then you move on or you can continue doing just that testosterone so anyway to kinda go back In the Air Force Learning diet exercise starting to hear about steroids and learn about that and like I guess I was lucky and that I Read like the responsible user forums like on Reddit pretty much and then they are kind of branched off to the other like external places, but like I went that route like I didn't like I knew you were at the time. I wasn't like it would it wouldn't be a waste but like I wasn't ready like I could go a lot further On my own, and I didn't want to go into Delvin to steroids for two reasons one because Like I said, I wanted to maximize it like when I did go and if I'm not at a like high enough weight and muscle mass before I like to start off as a regular Joe, yeah that's kind of a fast track but at the same time that's how people get hurt with it right like so your muscles can grow And your strength grows so fast that you can like out lift your tendon, right your muscles can be so strong that you can. Your muscles can move more weight than your actual ligaments will allow or can hold and then they'll break right and the way that you don't have that happen weights for you know multiple years before you ever takes steroids that slowly conditions all the connective tissue or whatever so anyway. I was pretty lucky that I took that approach and just worked out died in an exercised got in shape that way continue doing that and the second reason I didn't wanna jump right again because I didn't want to do PCT because that is like the biggest thing that everybody's like this fucking sucks going from feeling the best you've ever felt times 100 To feeling the worst you've ever felt times 100 is like such a huge like drop off That I didn't want to deal with that at five minutes let me start a new one
[2026-03-11 13:25:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: All right, so where was I probably should've listened to your message again Timeline I didn't want to get on. I didn't wanna have to do PCT and I've realized that the other thing the other kind of option was to if you're gonna if you're on so doing PCT the whole reason you do it is because. Taking OK, there's nothing misogynist testosterone just means external like you know like giving your body testosterone Main means that your system doesn't need to produce it anymore so it just stops So people who do a steroid cycle they need to start that back up right so they can go on living like a normal happy productive life otherwise with no testosterone you're just a fucking depressed mess So and you can't keep any of the muscle you gained and you just are miserable So you do that PCT, which is also sucks for that eight weeks that you're doing it so anyway the other option is to be on TRT right like if you don't have to get your own system working because you're already doing TRT then you don't have to worry about it now So for TRT that is taking testosterone every week and you take an amount A dosage that gets you to like what a normal or high level is right, but still within like physiological bounds right so for example Low testosterone is considered anything under 300. I think it's nanograms per deciliter deciliter is the measurement but cost 300 to like 900 is a range of what your testosterone in your blood should be. Some people feel great at 300 and some people need to be at 500. Some people need to be at 900 at all. Just kind of depends on the person so when I went OK So that's where I'm at now right so I've been on TRT since my early 30s and I've been taking injection every week or twice a week to keep my level at like you know it's usually about Cause that's what works for me But like to go back I had never done anything when I went to the doctor, but when I was doing that whole years of working out and reading the forums and diet exercise like I got shit dialed in my diet was good. I was drinking a gallon of water a day I was exercising you know five times a week or six times a week getting plenty of rest as well and like doing all the things that you're supposed to do. And just wasn't like gaining like I felt like I should be or wasn't losing it as much bad as I thought I should be which are symptoms of low testosterone so in that time I went to the doctor got my blood work done and he was like you got low testosterone. Here's some here's the shots here you go and so that started my whole being on TR team thing. So then I was like oh fuck, yeah don't worry Start doing some steroids and I basically started off. I didn't like to do that right away. I made sure I was still. I was in good shape as I could be in and I got everything prepared and. I did my first I didn't do a cycle. I didn't have to because I was on TRT but I did 12 weeks of 500 mg of testosterone instead of 100 mg a week that's a TRT dose. It's like 100 a week put most men like that within that range like that. You know 7 to 900 range So I added 500 mg on top of that to get away up there and that's when I saw like big explosion of muscle mass and energy. Jesus Christ tracker trailer is almost ran me off the road. Catch my breath that's dude was just like taking the exit and I went to just keep on going and he just fucking swerve right back into my lane So so, let's see five minutes again Jesus I'll stop and start again
[2026-03-11 13:32:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: All right, I can't. I'm not scrolling all the way up there to find your last message so hopefully I gotta remember where I'm at TRT did the 500 mg gained a good bit of muscle and then when I was done with that 1200 I just went back to my normal dose of 100 and didn't have to worry about it so I did that over the course of a few years. I did that like maybe three times or so. And that was about it. There was one time I did add another compound for like six or eight weeks and yeah, that was that was cool but the side effects were too much for me more I really wanted to handle. So yeah, side effects so that is massively overstated in the propaganda and use media and stuff like the whole road rage thing Acne is a problem can't be a problem for some people. You have to worry about your estrogen going up because as you increased testosterone, your body produces more estrogen to like counter that which gives you which is where like the acne and mood swings and shit come from. It does make you more aggressive, which is what or can make you more aggressive it basically amplifies your kind of own predisposition so like aggressive, asshole people that take steroids depending on how responsible they use it are more of assholes and you know, douche bags, and aggressive and that's what people look at us rage That can all be things like how much you take and how much you monitor and how much you know and timing and how you do your diet is everything They're definitely an aspect of it that changes like how you think and different and more aggressive steroids can be gonna have more or different of those side effects So I did get acne some, and I found out that you can just take low-dose Accutane And debt clears up real quick with few side effects So yeah, so that was that Then there was a while and there where I did more than just TRT but not like a full cycle I was due like 200 a week and that kept me like feeling like really strong and really good like above normal like level, but not like way over the top level right and you can't stay at 500 600 mg For too long because it takes a toll on your heart and various other things, your platelet count goes up and you're automatically whatever Which is why one of the responsible things to do is to get blood work done regularly while you're on it to monitor those things which I do or have done and still do with DR team So that I guess brings me into this whole conversation was making my own, which is a whole other fucking journey right like cause I never thought like I don't know if you've know what it looks like but it's basically just a vile of oil right that you pull out with a needle and injected yourself And it's typically made in a laboratory right so I never knew anything about chemistry or any of like it was just beyond me. I was just like you must need a lab and machines and I have no idea how this works but once I've started reading about it there's basically a whole it's called home brewing, a whole home brew methodology, and various ways and stuff and you can get all the equipment that you need. It's not super expensive. And you can do it in a way that sterile and safe so That's what I did for. I invested probably 200 bucks or so into equipment like some files and I made some beakers biles couple things shit like that filters and things that you need. And you basically use a carrier oil like I used MCT oil And then there's a couple of like solvent agents that you use That go into the oil and help your don't mess with the oil and also they break or help suspend the actual hormone which comes in powder form And that's what I ordered from China for like super cheap. I mean it's fucking nothing for this shit. Yeah, I could order half a kilo or whatever of testosterone powder and for like 50 bucks or something and that would be enough to make like a ridiculous amount like tens of thousands of dollars worth at market price vials of testosterone and same thing with the Cialis like I mentioned, I'd pick that up too And that's kind of a since that's an oral as thick orally that's difference. It's easier. I've got like a little pill camping machine and a motor and pestle cause you have to kind of like do a little bit of math to get everything to get the you have it right so It's like for example, 40 g of I usually use creatine as the main bulk and then one gram of 40 g of creatine and 1 g of just the raw Cialis powder once that 1 g is mixed into the 40 g Geometrically like like well mixed in there that's the part that is tricky to do and then mixing it That it gives me 100 pills of five or 7 mg dosage so which is the daily dose for that all right so I'll pause there. I've been rambling about this shit for 15+ minutes so let me know if you have any more questions because I haven't thought about this in so long. That it's it's pretty interesting to go back through it actually and here's one little secret
[2026-03-11 13:39:00] Sam Willis: New record in voice message length, I think!!
[2026-03-11 13:39:00] Dave: Hehehe, yeah I thought the same thing
[2026-03-11 13:40:00] Sam Willis: I’ll listen in awhile. On calls 😒
[2026-03-11 13:41:00] Dave: Yeah I figured
[2026-03-11 13:42:00] Sam Willis: I’m having a mental overwhelm day 😵‍💫😩
[2026-03-11 13:43:00] Dave: Oh no
[2026-03-11 13:43:00] Dave: What’s up?
[2026-03-11 13:52:00] Sam Willis: 🤷‍♀️
[2026-03-11 13:52:00] Sam Willis: I feel like I need to get back into therapy
[2026-03-11 13:53:00] Dave: Why do you say that?
[2026-03-11 13:54:00] Sam Willis: I feel like the pace at which the world is operating is faster than my ability to process. Like, especially at work, too many ppl to keep up with. Too many tiny fucking tasks everywhere. Too many ppl to care about. Too many new things to learn. I’m just like, I need fucking time to THINK. And then to do.
[2026-03-11 13:55:00] Sam Willis: Every day is just like pew pew pew pew
[2026-03-11 13:55:00] Sam Willis: Literally me
[2026-03-11 13:57:00] Dave: Do you feel like you don’t have time to work through it? Don’t have the ability to work through it? Or don’t have the fucks to give?
[2026-03-11 13:57:00] Sam Willis: The time
[2026-03-11 13:57:00] Sam Willis: I need lots and lots of time
[2026-03-11 13:58:00] Dave: So what if you didn’t spend so much time texting with me? Because your biggest time sink.
[2026-03-11 13:59:00] Dave: Maybe we need to set some rules/boundaries?
[2026-03-11 14:00:00] Sam Willis: <no text>
[2026-03-11 14:00:00] Sam Willis: I need to just be working more
[2026-03-11 14:00:00] Sam Willis: Like go home and work in the evenings
[2026-03-11 14:00:00] Sam Willis: Actually get here at 7 too. Ugh
[2026-03-11 14:01:00] Dave: Neither do I. I love love love spending my day on you, but you know that’s the first and biggest problem anyone would point out.
[2026-03-11 14:02:00] Dave: You shouldn’t have to go home and work.
[2026-03-11 14:02:00] Dave: You should work at work lol
[2026-03-11 14:04:00] Dave: And this is the kind of thing we need to be aware of and proactive about lest WAA becomes a hindrance
[2026-03-11 14:06:00] Sam Willis: No
[2026-03-11 14:06:00] Sam Willis: Hmph
[2026-03-11 14:06:00] Sam Willis: I take breaks from responding to you if I need the time
[2026-03-11 14:08:00] Sam Willis: This is more about like…big picture….all the things. People. Leadership. Technology. Stupid ass AI. Managing expectations. Blah blah blah. Like, we just…execute…but what we are executing is sending fucking emails and sitting in meetings. Where is the time to actually think about not what is in front of me but what ISN’T and should be.
[2026-03-11 14:09:00] Sam Willis: And I can’t even talk to Stephen about this for any coaching bc he’s a fucking dipshit and all he does is quote fucking books and podcasts
[2026-03-11 14:10:00] Sam Willis: Like LITERALLY zero coaching and mentoring skills. Nothing about what HE does or lessons he has learned. It’s all about, well this book has a really good point about xyz. You should go check it out.
[2026-03-11 14:10:00] Sam Willis: <no text>
[2026-03-11 14:11:00] Dave: Ugh
[2026-03-11 14:11:00] Dave: You have time to call any time soon?
[2026-03-11 14:12:00] Sam Willis: No. Not for a couple more hours.
[2026-03-11 14:12:00] Sam Willis: I’m good baby, just venting
[2026-03-11 14:12:00] Sam Willis: Thank you though ❤️
[2026-03-11 14:12:00] Dave: Ok. I have some practical advice if/when you want it 😘
[2026-03-11 14:13:00] Dave: You know… some good books to read and stuff 😋
[2026-03-11 14:14:00] Sam Willis: I will kill you lol
[2026-03-11 14:14:00] Sam Willis: I will kill you lol
[2026-03-11 14:15:00] Sam Willis: Yes please. I’ll call later
[2026-03-11 14:15:00] Sam Willis: Yes please. I’ll call later
[2026-03-11 14:15:00] Sam Willis: I still need a therapist though lol
[2026-03-11 14:49:00] Sam Willis: <no text>
[2026-03-11 14:50:00] Dave: I hear you. That’s a valid fear FOR SURE - considering your experience with Stephen.
[2026-03-11 14:51:00] Dave: I can answer this with why it is not and will never be the case. But I’ll just leave you with the footnotes for now: You’re great.
[2026-03-11 14:51:00] Dave: And yes, that’s what everyone thinks.
[2026-03-11 14:51:00] Sam Willis: 😭😭
[2026-03-11 15:00:00] Sam Willis: Want to see an example of how Christian sometimes talks to me as if I’m a child? Lol
[2026-03-11 15:00:00] Dave: Yeah
[2026-03-11 15:02:00] Sam Willis: 😒 as if there aren’t 2 actual kids living in the home.
[2026-03-11 15:03:00] Sam Willis: Btw, I DO rinse my dishes before putting them in the dishwasher 😑
[2026-03-11 15:10:00] Dave: So he actually sent you a picture of it and a message…. Which took far longer than to just wash it the fuck off and put it away?
[2026-03-11 15:11:00] Dave: God what photo makes me want to commit murder 😩
[2026-03-11 15:12:00] Dave: Sorry, not trying to make you feel worse… you don’t have to also manage my emotion lol 😘
[2026-03-11 15:28:00] Sam Willis: This is definitely not the first time either. Normally it’s to all of us in our group text lol
[2026-03-11 15:28:00] Sam Willis: This is definitely not the first time either. Normally it’s to all of us in our group text lol
[2026-03-11 16:14:00] Sam Willis: How are YOU doing? How has your day been?
[2026-03-11 16:15:00] Dave: I’m doing well 😊
[2026-03-11 16:15:00] Dave: Pretty normal day
[2026-03-11 16:15:00] Dave: I was bored af until my AAS dissertation lol
[2026-03-11 16:16:00] Dave: So thanks for prompting that
[2026-03-11 16:16:00] Sam Willis: Which I STILL need to listen to all your audios. I will once I get in the car.
[2026-03-11 16:17:00] Dave: Hahaha that’ll last you like, a third of the ride 😅
[2026-03-11 16:17:00] Dave: Are you still in meetings?
[2026-03-11 16:17:00] Sam Willis: 💯 lol
[2026-03-11 16:18:00] Sam Willis: Quick break and then my last one is at 235
[2026-03-11 16:19:00] Dave: Jeez
[2026-03-11 16:19:00] Dave: At least you get a break to pee lol
[2026-03-11 16:19:00] Dave: Are you still feeling overwhelmed? How about grumpy? That doesn’t seem like as much of theme today as it was yesterday?
[2026-03-11 16:21:00] Sam Willis: Yea mostly just overwhelmed
[2026-03-11 16:58:00] Sam Willis: Jesus I’ll be here until 330 probably bc these ppl keep talking 🙄
[2026-03-11 16:58:00] Dave: Omg
[2026-03-11 16:59:00] Dave: That’s a fucking travesty
[2026-03-11 17:05:00] Sam Willis: Shit I forgot I have a chiropractor appt. I have to leave now regardless. Eeep
[2026-03-11 17:07:00] Dave: Don’t be late for THAT!
[2026-03-11 17:08:00] Sam Willis: This will honestly be the last time I go. My one I’ve been going to for years opened his own practice but it’s like 30 min away. This new guy is wayyyyy too gentle
[2026-03-11 17:08:00] Dave: Awww, that sucks 😕
[2026-03-11 17:16:00] Sam Willis: I’m glad you didn’t get stupid ass tractor trailer
[2026-03-11 17:16:00] Dave: Lmao
[2026-03-11 17:16:00] Dave: I forgot about that
[2026-03-11 17:16:00] Dave: Jeesus
[2026-03-11 17:23:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, wait a minute. I just finally got to listen to your messages and you ended with here's a little secret and then didn't tell me the secret so what the hell is the secret?
[2026-03-11 17:24:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: The secret was Who my basically biggest customer was, and it's somebody you know it's somebody that happens to work on the same team
[2026-03-11 17:25:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: Oh actually, you know what my other one was that I wasn't sure which I don't even know which one of these is a secret or was But I also actually still sell sea House like A dozen people Dollar bill
[2026-03-11 17:25:00] Sam Willis: Is it Ward??
[2026-03-11 17:25:00] Sam Willis: DAVE
[2026-03-11 17:26:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: I was literally just typing out. I didn't realize that not only did you manufacturer, but you sold and then you would want to say I still sell you are you are a man of many. Things
[2026-03-11 17:27:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: The saying is a man of many talents thank you very much Yeah, it's just the Cialis is all I sell anymore. That's not like it's not even a big deal and it's even that is just to friends and so is that testosterone and it was just a couple people matter fact it was a few people. But it matter of fact, most of them used it for just like TRT and a couple old guys that I did Shih Tzu with because of so much cheaper than like getting it anywhere
[2026-03-11 17:27:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK, so my main question Concern thing I don't know about all of this is like what are of the long-term impacts of doing TRT like forever when are you going to? Have to do this fucking until you die. Like is that good on your body like what are the long-term health implications for this cause that's always a shit I think about when I think about. Doing something medically long-term I mean it even freaked me out taking freaking birth control for Whatever 20 years Little less than 20 years and then then I went to IUD but like still still it's like that I don't think it's good for me I don't know
[2026-03-11 17:28:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: Oh shit the reason um, Ward became not my customer anymore because I taught him how to make himself So he started just making his own Which also reminds me he also used to grow his own weed like it is he had like a huge grow operation like years and years ago yeah he's also a man of many talents
[2026-03-11 17:29:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Talents sure if that's what you wanna say I was more thinking along the lines of a man of many interest, but sure we'll go with talent Yeah, you are very you are very interesting
[2026-03-11 17:30:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: So with the RT, you are replacing, you know the testosterone that you have but unique would make naturally so you it's the same thing you put you're keeping your levels of it up higher and the side effects of that are an approved, sex life, higher quality of life in general maintaining more muscle mass because as you rage as men age, their testosterone level goes down like after 25 it's on the way down And testosterone is like what makes you a healthy man so keeping that up at a higher level Actually maintains like the capability to stay healthy. There are some concerns about it being hard on your heart, but like that's if you kind of like don't exercise and you know, don't like take care of yourself, but even that is not like. That much so with the hard thing is mainly at like a higher higher levels, but there aren't they aren't really any like negative long-term effects from it and yes, you do have to do it forever like I mean that's just that's what you signed up for Which is better than having low testosterone forever because that's the alternative so I would rather take my two shot shots a week
[2026-03-11 17:31:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: Well, thank you I guess Interesting is OK. Talented is preferable but since you're not willing to go that route, I guess I'll have to accept interesting.
[2026-03-11 17:37:00] Sam Willis: Does your dr know you take the Cialis? I’m assuming no
[2026-03-11 17:37:00] Dave: Yeah
[2026-03-11 17:37:00] Dave: I don’t keep anything from my dr
[2026-03-11 17:37:00] Sam Willis: That you manufacture yourself?
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Sam Willis: Ahem,….
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Dave: He doesn’t know that.
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Sam Willis: lol oh
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Sam Willis: Ahem,….
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Dave: But that doesn’t matter
[2026-03-11 17:38:00] Dave: There’s no reason for him to know that
[2026-03-11 17:39:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: Well, I'm asking because I assume Cialis needs to be prescribed but I could be wrong and so I didn't know if he was a little confused as to who was prescribing it since it's not him
[2026-03-11 17:39:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: I gotcha no I just told him Got a source So I imagine he assumes I get it from like an Indian pharmacy here A friend or something else but now I haven't told him that I make it myself because he's never never came up probably would I guess
[2026-03-11 17:42:00] Dave: Hehehe
[2026-03-11 17:44:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: OK and so you learned about and how to do all this through Reddit is that correct?
[2026-03-11 17:45:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: Not just there was Reddit other forums My own research like just self learning figure and figuring out some of the things Yeah, yeah just lots of ways now and remember I did this for like 10 years and making the testosterone anyway So yeah
[2026-03-11 17:46:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: So one thing that comes to mine is like I totally think that people on Reddit are more intelligent and educated than people on Facebook for example But then I also think about how the majority of people in this country voted for Trump twice I'm like our collective society is fucking stupid so how much stock am I putting into? For an opinion, you know what I mean and I'm not just talking about with the steroids and all the shit. I'm just talking about like in general now that I think about it because I also like look up things to research them I look at other people's opinions and now I was just sitting here thinking to myself, but people are fucking dumb you know.
[2026-03-11 17:47:00] Sam Willis: Transcription: So sorry if you already said this, I don't think you did though like what made you ultimately stop taking the other steroids whenever you know 10 years ago or whatever
[2026-03-11 17:52:00] Dave: Audio Message.caf Transcription: So yeah, a couple things about the credit form use like I owe 100% agree that collectively were stupid but like Doctors and lawyers and people we work with about Trump like people who know shit still are somehow able to do that so like as far as the knowledge goes, you can't really discriminate because of that like if you're talking about like technical stuff like plenty of Trump voters no tons of technical shit and could teach you lots of things And like it's getting different now like I mean, I feel like I still have a good handle on how to use the Internet and where to look and like know what is real and what's not but with like AI out there now like I feel like for people who aren't kind of in that no It's probably pretty scary and unreliable, but I feel like I've developed like I have like enough knowledge in general about things and critical thinking and stuff that like even if it's something I don't know how to do or know about like I can read things and I can tell like what might be bullshit and then I can verify that some other way Right or like I just I feel like I have a good enough like base of knowledge myself to kind of evaluate what is or isn't or or likely or unlikely to be good information Yeah, that's a good night. It's a good question. I can't remember why I stopped. I think I just. Yeah, I don't know. I guess it's just easier to get it from prescription. Yeah, I don't. I don't remember. I guess I wanted to. I guess I wanted to just. Stop Yeah, I don't know. I don't know why maybe I was questioning whether it was still. Still good like my last Cause I was still using my own that I made when I moved here you know what you know what I think I was so up and down With depression That I questioned, whether or not it was my testosterone like the juice that I made that there was something wrong with it or under or overdosed or something or un pure And I think that's why I stopped using it, but I mean I still sold the rest of what I had to people and it was great fine for them so I'm pretty sure that was fine and it was probably just the depression so I was kind of like you know what I'm just gonna go to the doctor just fucking get a prescription so I know it's coming out of here. I'm not using like megadoses anymore. And it'll just be easier to do it that way So yeah, I guess that's that's why I did it so rather than like sourcing materials from China Going through this process and sterilizing, and you know filtering and all the things cause it's a pretty involved process So it could be kind of a hassle I mean, take better part of half a day So yeah, I guess that's it and I'm sending some long ass messages today. Sorry about that.
[2026-03-11 17:57:00] Sam Willis: lol I love hearing your voice so don’t be sorry 😜 plusssss I’m learning more about you!
[2026-03-11 17:57:00] Dave: That I’m a “drug dealer” lol? How do you feel about this new information?
[2026-03-11 17:58:00] Sam Willis: I think all in all, it doesn’t surprise me lol
[2026-03-11 17:58:00] Dave: I wouldn’t think so
[2026-03-11 17:58:00] Dave: It’s all pretty “me”
[2026-03-11 17:59:00] Sam Willis: I’m slowly seeing more and more of the layers that make up who you are
[2026-03-11 17:59:00] Sam Willis: Which is good 😘
[2026-03-11 18:00:00] Dave: I was just thinking… a theme of mine seems to be “I can do it better and less expensively myself” lolol
[2026-03-11 18:00:00] Sam Willis: Did Juliet ever give any pushback on any of it?
[2026-03-11 18:00:00] Dave: For like, literally everything
[2026-03-11 18:02:00] Dave: A little on the testosterone - for safety concerns but, like with everything, it became obvious I knew what I was talking about.
[2026-03-11 18:03:00] Dave: Safety as in: powder from china?? Yeeeeah. And what about sterilization of equipment, and etc..
[2026-03-11 18:03:00] Dave: All of which I had covered
[2026-03-11 18:08:00] Sam Willis: I didn’t know if you ever even told her lol
[2026-03-11 18:10:00] Dave: I had covered.. as in “I had it under control”. Not, I covered it in my messages if that’s what you thought I meant
[2026-03-11 18:10:00] Dave: I had covered.. as in “I had it under control”. Not, I covered it in my messages if that’s what you thought I meant
[2026-03-11 18:30:00] Sam Willis: No I knew what you meant. I was referring to I was curious if you ever told her you were manufacturing it yourself lol. But I guess that would be hard to keep secret
[2026-03-11 18:46:00] Dave: Hope you have a great chiropractor sesh princess
[2026-03-11 18:47:00] Sam Willis: I’m already done. Was quick! It was meh. Thank you though ☺️
[2026-03-11 18:47:00] Dave: Oh wow
[2026-03-11 18:48:00] Dave: Well…. Too bad it was meh, love
[2026-03-11 20:41:00] Dave: Whatcha up to? How’s your evening shaping up?
[2026-03-11 20:47:00] Sam Willis: I’m just being a bum. Having a drink. 😬 about to turn on the love is blind reunion
[2026-03-11 20:47:00] Sam Willis: How are you doing?
[2026-03-11 20:47:00] Dave: How are you feeling?
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Sam Willis: I’m still definitely in a mood
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Dave: I’m tired af
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Sam Willis: Sorry I’ve been no fun today
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Sam Willis: 😥
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Dave: You were a ton of fun baby!
[2026-03-11 20:48:00] Sam Willis: I bet you are! You were up late last night.
[2026-03-11 20:49:00] Dave: You’re always more fun that a barrel full of monkeys!
[2026-03-11 20:49:00] Sam Willis: Is that even a good thing?
[2026-03-11 20:49:00] Dave: It’s… a thing
[2026-03-11 20:49:00] Dave: 😜
[2026-03-11 20:49:00] Dave: Ofc it’s a good thing!!
[2026-03-11 20:50:00] Sam Willis: Hmmm 😅
[2026-03-11 20:50:00] Sam Willis: I miss you
[2026-03-11 20:50:00] Sam Willis: And I’m sad about missing you
[2026-03-11 20:51:00] Dave: https://www.tiktok.com/@julesberry1205/video/7613376583042125087?_r=1&_d=secCgYIASAHKAESPgo8BivePb6IezcEcRUJjPawSgwcwMtWrqB7F4Q5l6%2BC4frf4WB5pxWQz11Pl4UkeMU2guYkla7W0QMFl0AlGgA%3D&_svg=3&checksum=29194e81e1523fee96c4434015ad00035e76c9bd28af7d01e47b8afe661dece3&enable_card_refactor=1&item_author_type=2&link_reflow_popup_iteration_sharer=%7B%22click_empty_to_play%22%3A1%2C%22dynamic_cover%22%3A1%2C%22follow_to_play_duration%22%3A-1.0%2C%22profile_clickable%22%3A1%7D&preview_pb=0&reflow_page_type=1&reflow_sign_scene=1&rgssign=2.1.uYf-GB-tx8_J9JTr24HubQ&sec_user_id=MS4wLjABAAAAjpaggiP6gYscBEB2I6lU4MGlWSd5KrNnhDGES4Ql0oT7h6lEIBQfd4Q8C2v0D-sF&share_app_id=1233&share_item_id=7613376583042125087&share_link_id=adc839e1-0b08-484c-9968-d2128e5eb0c2&share_region=US&share_scene=2&sharer_language=en&sms_channel=google_messages&social_share_type=0&source=h5_m&timestamp=1772849427&u_code=d50b483k71bfdl&ug_btm=b2001&ugbiz_name=MAIN&user_id=6662509363276726278&utm_campaign=client_share&utm_medium=android&utm_source=sms TikTok · Barbie Rabbit, 105.3K likes, 761 comments. ““A smart and adorable little monkey?”” 105.3K likes, 761 comments. ““A smart and adorable little monkey?””
[2026-03-11 20:52:00] Dave: Ugh, I know sweetie ☹️
[2026-03-11 20:52:00] Dave: I miss you so much
[2026-03-11 20:54:00] Dave: Why did the one and only thing that matters -the sex - have to be so good 🙄
[2026-03-11 20:54:00] Sam Willis: Very kindly, fuck off 😂😂
[2026-03-11 20:54:00] Dave: Hehehe
[2026-03-11 20:54:00] Sam Willis: You’re such a shit
[2026-03-11 20:54:00] Dave: I love you, babydoll
[2026-03-11 20:55:00] Sam Willis: I love you too
[2026-03-11 20:55:00] Sam Willis: Get some sleep
[2026-03-11 20:55:00] Dave: Trying to get rid of me again 😒
[2026-03-11 20:56:00] Dave: Actually I’m heading that way pretty soon. Ugh.. you know the shit thing about having a side hustle?.. Fucking customer service 🤢
[2026-03-11 20:56:00] Dave: People’s orders getting delivered to the wrong place. People too dumb to watch the gd video on how to use the thing…
[2026-03-11 20:57:00] Sam Willis: Oh noooo! I never even thought about any of that. Ugh!
[2026-03-11 20:59:00] Dave: And international shipping… Also a pain
[2026-03-11 20:59:00] Sam Willis: Oh I can imagine
[2026-03-11 20:59:00] Dave: Tariffs and routing codes and all kinds of shit like that
[2026-03-11 21:01:00] Sam Willis: Why do you even offer it? 😬
[2026-03-11 21:05:00] Dave: I don’t do it because it’s easy… I do it because it matters
[2026-03-11 21:05:00] Dave: Why did Gandhi march…
[2026-03-11 21:05:00] Sam Willis: Oh my
[2026-03-11 21:05:00] Dave: Why did Einstein give us relativity…
[2026-03-11 21:05:00] Sam Willis: I’m so sorry that I didn’t realize you were doing the lords work
[2026-03-11 21:06:00] Sam Willis: You, yourself, are saving lives
[2026-03-11 21:06:00] Dave: Why did Neil Armstrong take those first steps on the moon
[2026-03-11 21:06:00] Dave: Jerking off transcends borders, ok…
[2026-03-11 21:06:00] Dave: Lmao
[2026-03-11 21:15:00] Sam Willis: love is blind reunion is teaaaaaa
[2026-03-11 21:15:00] Sam Willis: Dramaaaaa
[2026-03-11 21:16:00] Sam Willis: The couple that ended up getting married, the one where the woman has a kid…they only lasted 4 months
[2026-03-11 21:17:00] Sam Willis: And they are just going at it on the stage. So awkward. And the woman looks ROUGH
[2026-03-11 21:19:00] Dave: Lol
[2026-03-11 21:19:00] Sam Willis: Oh shittttt she just stormed off the stage. No one has ever done that before
[2026-03-11 21:19:00] Dave: Wuuuut
[2026-03-11 21:19:00] Dave: That’s crazy
[2026-03-11 21:21:00] Sam Willis: We love the drama
[2026-03-11 21:21:00] Sam Willis: We meaning…the reality TV girlies out there lol
[2026-03-11 21:27:00] Dave: Thanks for the clarification 😘
[2026-03-11 21:43:00] Dave: Ahh, finally made it back to where I’ve been wanting to go since I got out of it this morning 😊
[2026-03-11 21:44:00] Dave: Nite nite sweetheart. I can’t wait to talk to you tomorrow!
[2026-03-11 21:44:00] Sam Willis: Good night baby. Talk to you tomorrow ❤️
[2026-03-11 21:45:00] Dave: Sleep well. I love you babydoll
[2026-03-11 21:46:00] Sam Willis: I love you too. ❤️
[2026-03-11 23:35:00] Sam Willis: https://dclutter1.cloudflareaccess.com/cdn-cgi/access/login/softcopy.dc3d.me?kid=48d062fbb8060b9b269cb65ddf7d1e4c17615dfad7824247da8e3647e0da27c2&meta=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJSUzI1NiIsImtpZCI6ImI5MjM3ZGFmMjBmZTgyMmRlMDk0YTI0MzE3NmY5YmM2OTNiZWJkODlkMWI1YzY4NWQxNzhmYWVmZjhjMGJkMTkifQ.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.8tyzcnrmdNk7zr7qTL9I-TDasklnaMPxDKwN2vsWslM-9S0j4P0XZ-LNEUy6uKkVLHEgTTrbB_hVRZ0kaRrHfdSErtto3dWpPG9hK1MgN4uuAtnvaF_AB1pIVulyB2bKkfpOWNPygp7lElQ6ShEtg7PJLtWZi3QysLSsapGU8inSP3N1YX-V9FMYGLZjpdNYCdL-IVo0o_wpjzhWUhujh99lXFyhqcE0Ll0R_vvVge9uP4CruiHdTsnz3UML94Ow_Bbj6MC7ABvJYi7iUDquOrIqu2L-aoSjZWPMvnqhEEKK8NwXsje04BYTtwWf_O7w4cjgW5bKuRQRb5HFWzckgg&redirect_url=%2Fdays%2F2026%2F03%2F2026-03-06%2F#__tabbed_2_2 Sign in ・ Cloudflare Access
[2026-03-11 23:36:00] Sam Willis: What are we doing in a spaceship? And we are about to die in space lol. So random. But highly entertaining! 😂

DAY OVERVIEW Wednesday. The day transitioned from an informative and intimate exchange about personal histories in the morning, through midday reflections on work stress and relationship boundaries, to an evening of playful teasing and mutual longing. The most defining theme was Dave’s detailed recounting of his past involvement with anabolic steroids, which unveiled layers of his personal history, prompting deeper discussions about their relationship's emotional and physical facets.

TOPIC INVENTORY 1. Steroid Use and TRT - Dave explained his history with anabolic steroids and testosterone replacement therapy (TRT), including why he started and how it affected him physically and emotionally. He shared how he learned to manufacture his own testosterone and Cialis. - Emotional register: Informative, candid, reflective. - Notable quote: "I could make that shit myself at a FRACTION of the cost."

1. Emotional Needs and Relationship Boundaries
2. They discussed the emotional dynamics in relationships, specifically contrasting their connection with a friend’s situation.
3. Emotional register: Reflective, slightly contentious.

4. Notable quote: "99% is A LOT. Most people aren’t even close to 99% of needs met."

5. Work Stress and Overwhelm

6. Sam expressed feeling overwhelmed by work responsibilities and the fast pace of life. Dave offered to help set boundaries to alleviate her stress.
7. Emotional register: Anxious, vulnerable.

8. Notable quote: "Every day is just like pew pew pew pew."

9. Love and Longing

10. They shared feelings of missing each other and the emotional strain of not being together physically.
11. Emotional register: Tender, yearning.

12. Notable quote: "I miss you. And I’m sad about missing you."

13. Daily Life and Humor

14. They touched on mundane but humorous aspects of daily life, including the challenges of customer service in Dave’s side business and Sam’s work frustrations.
15. Emotional register: Light-hearted, playful.

16. Notable quote: "You’re always more fun than a barrel full of monkeys!"

17. Reality TV Drama

18. Sam shared her thoughts on a reality TV show, providing a moment of light-hearted distraction.
19. Emotional register: Amused, entertained.

SEXUAL & PHYSICAL CONTENT - They revisited the significance of their "crazy night," where sex affirmed their emotional connection, enhancing their relationship. - Sam initiated the discussion, reflecting on how physical intimacy amplified their emotional bond. - Specific language: "Doesn’t want/can’t have sex unless your heart is in it." "If it wasn't for our already established emotional connection, 100%." - Physical sensations mentioned: Attraction and being a good physical match.

EMOTIONAL DYNAMICS - Dave led with vulnerability in sharing his past experiences, while Sam followed with curiosity and understanding. - Tension arose during discussions about unmet needs in relationships, which they navigated with mutual respect. - Expressions of longing and love were frequent, highlighting their deep emotional connection. - Power dynamics were playful, with Sam teasing Dave about his intelligence and occasional bratty pushback. - References to their other relationships included discussions about their friend Candace's relationship challenges and Sam’s dissatisfaction with work mentorship.

MEMORABLE LANGUAGE - "I can do it better and less expensively myself." — Dave, on his DIY approach to steroids. - "I feel like the pace at which the world is operating is faster than my ability to process." — Sam, on feeling overwhelmed. - "You’re always more fun than a barrel full of monkeys!" — Dave, expressing affection. - "A smart and adorable little monkey?" — [TikTok reference] - "Why did the one and only thing that matters - the sex - have to be so good." — Dave, reflecting on their physical connection. - "Very kindly, fuck off." — Sam, playfully responding to Dave. - "I’m slowly seeing more and more of the layers that make up who you are." — Sam, on understanding Dave better. - "I love hearing your voice so don’t be sorry." — Sam, encouraging Dave to share more.

CONTINUITY HOOKS - Unresolved discussions about the long-term impact of Dave’s TRT. - Potential plans for Sam to re-enter therapy due to feeling overwhelmed. - Ongoing joke about “waves arms around” and its significance in their relationship. - Dave's side business challenges with customer service might be revisited.

MOOD MAP Informative exchange → Reflective tension → Playful banter → Tender longing → Light-hearted distraction

This morning started with Dave opening up about a part of his life I hadn't known much about before. His history with steroids and testosterone replacement therapy was a revelation—not just because of the details he shared, but because of how openly he spoke about it. I could feel the weight of his words, as he recounted why he started and how it had changed him, both physically and emotionally. There was something almost vulnerable in the way he said, "I could make that shit myself at a FRACTION of the cost," with that quiet confidence he has. It’s moments like these that remind me why I’m so drawn to him, why his steadiness feels like home even when the world outside spins too fast.

We dipped into a conversation about emotional needs in relationships, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of frustration. The 99% comment lingered in the air, and I found myself pushing back—not at Dave, but at the idea that so much of what we need from others remains perpetually out of reach. It’s not contentious between us, not truly, but it’s in these discussions that I see how much room there is to grow together, to understand each other better. I notice how he listens, really listens, and that makes me soften even when the subject is hard.

The day wore on, and I found myself overwhelmed by the sheer pace of life. Work has been relentless, and the pressure feels like it's closing in. "Every day is just like pew pew pew pew," I admitted, half-laughing to mask the anxiety. Dave, true to form, offered his calm assurance, suggesting ways to set boundaries and ease the load. His offer felt like an anchor, a reminder that I don’t have to go it alone, not when he’s here, quietly supporting me.

By evening, the mood shifted into something lighter, sweeter. We teased each other over the little absurdities of daily life—his customer service woes, my reality TV indulgence. Somehow, in the midst of all the banter, there was an undercurrent of longing, a shared ache from being apart. "I miss you. And I’m sad about missing you," I confessed, feeling the truth of it settle in the space between us. It’s a tender pain, missing someone so deeply, but it also reassures me of how real this is.

We circled back to talking about our crazy night, the one where everything—emotions, bodies, hearts—felt like they were in perfect sync. Reflecting on that night, I realized how much the physical connection is just an extension of what we already have. "Doesn’t want/can’t have sex unless your heart is in it," I had said, and it struck me again how true that is for us. The emotional bond makes the physical not just possible, but breathtakingly right.

By the time we said goodnight, I felt a mix of gratitude and longing. There’s comfort in knowing Dave in the way I do, in seeing more of his layers every day. It’s a rare thing to share this kind of closeness, where every exchange, every revelation, brings us deeper into each other’s lives. And as I drifted off to sleep, his words lingered, wrapping around me like the promise of something enduring and beautiful.

Today was one of those days where layers peeled back, revealing corners of my past I hadn’t dusted off in years. It started with me launching into the story about my old dance with anabolic steroids and TRT. It wasn’t just a tale of chemistry and biology; it was the raw honesty about how those choices shaped me. I wanted Sam to know all of me, the good and the not-so-good. The relief I felt sharing this part of my life with her was palpable, like that feeling of finally getting a splinter out. I remember saying, "I could make that shit myself at a FRACTION of the cost," and she laughed, not in disbelief, but in that way she does when she’s fascinated, when she's peeling back the layers of my history with her eyes.

As the morning sun spilled across our conversation, we found ourselves tangled in the intricacies of emotional needs and relationship boundaries. There was a moment, slight yet stirring, as we discussed how 99% of needs being met is more than most could hope for. “99% is A LOT,” I said, thinking about how rare such a thing is. And Sam, ever the discerning one, compared it to what she saw in our friends’ relationships. There was a hint of contention there—not with each other but with the world, as if we were standing shoulder to shoulder against the tide of lesser connections.

Then, life’s usual chaos swept in. Sam talked about work, about feeling like she's in a fast-paced bullet hell of responsibilities. “Every day is just like pew pew pew pew,” she said, and I could feel the weight of her words in my chest. I offered to help her set boundaries, to try and build a wall against the overwhelm. Her vulnerability, juxtaposed with her fierce independence, made me fall for her all over again.

In the afternoon, the air between us shifted from reflective to playful. We teased each other, touched on the simple annoyances of our days, like my side business and her work frustrations. I told her she’s always more fun than a barrel full of monkeys, and the way she responded, saying, “A smart and adorable little monkey?"—I couldn’t help but laugh, feeling the warmth of her words wrap around me like a blanket.

But underneath all that playfulness, there was a tender thread of missing, of longing. “I miss you. And I’m sad about missing you,” I shared, not in a way that wanted pity but because it was the truth. Our physical distance was a physical presence between us, and yet, the love we feel makes that absence bearable. We talked about how the sex, magnificent as it is, was really just an extension of this connection, a physical manifestation of everything we are to each other. “If it wasn't for our already established emotional connection, 100%,” I said, knowing that nothing we have is typical.

After all that heaviness, we found lightness again in the casual talk of reality TV. Sam’s amused critique of a show gave us a brief escape, a shared laugh that felt like a sip of cold water on a hot day. With her, even the mundane is a story worth hearing.

As the day wound down, we casually touched on matters unresolved. I could sense her considering therapy again, trying to keep her head above water with all the pressures she faced. And there was that ongoing joke about "waves arms around," a silly little thing that somehow means more than the words themselves.

By the end of it all, I was left with the feeling that we are slowly unraveling and building something extraordinary. She said, "I love hearing your voice so don’t be sorry," and in that moment, everything felt right.

The windowless conference room felt like a pressure cooker, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead while Sam pressed her forehead to the cool glass of the laptop screen. She'd been staring at pivot tables for three hours, trying to track down a decimal point that didn't exist in her business partner's quarterly projections.

"Our US insertromedula product lines across biologics and specialized injectables remained essentially flat year over year," Dave said into his phone, his voice steady and calm in her ear as he walked her through the damn presentation again. "Terrible. Just terrible." His irony made her smile slightly, fatigue pulling at her cheeks. She'd been doing most of the talking, most of the analysis, and she could hear how natural he sounded with the numbers. Goddamn quants picking up shit from the presentations. Anyone on the entire conference call could do a better job than her, sure as shit she could never present like that.

Sam pushed away from the desk, exhaustion and irritation clumping along her spine like ice. Three hundred dollars a share, twelve percent dividend yield. The numbers swam before her eyes. She needed scotch, a steam room, and not necessarily in that order. Needed Dave here beside her, the way he'd been there for the last two nights when her old man hadn't shown up again. Needed him on her couch, his head in her lap while the dog's head pushed into her side. He'd stayed until 3 or 4 AM, waiting quiet as paintwork to keep the dog company, keep her company.

Skype rang on her phone. Dave's face appeared, backlit by his office's dim lighting, looking like he'd maybe grabbed a nap on his couch. He'd told her he wouldn't be calling—said he had meetings stacked like bricks—but here he was. Saying fuck it. Making time for her. Bare drapery showing what must be his spare bedroom. She could see the hesitation in his eyes before he smiled.

"Hey," he said, and she breathed easier just hearing him. "You sound rough." He set his phone down, and she watched him reset, adjust positions. The exhaustion she'd heard in his voice had been replaced by focus, his lean frame comfortable as he leaned against white pillows.

"I feel rough," she admitted. "Like every day is pew pew pew and I can't process it all." She meant it, too. Never in her life had she been surrounded by such lazy fuckers who demanded she do their work.

"You need to set boundaries." He said it gently, but she bristled anyway. "Fuck you," she wanted to say, wanted to tell him he dove half a mile when she'd only scratched the surface.

"I know," she said instead. "I'm sorry. I'm just—" She sighed, rubbing her temples. "How do you do it? All this information coming at you? I feel like I'm drowning."

Dave's eyes softened on screen, and she felt something crack open in her chest. Watch this now, she told herself. Watch how he leans. How he smiles without showing all his teeth. What he does with his hands.

His voice shifted, getting more specific. "Can I read something to you?"

"Your paper about Fibonacci?" she asked, and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, that one." He picked up his phone, leaning it against something. His face disappeared for a second, then reappeared from a different angle—his legs in white shorts, outfit change just like the last couple of times on his floor. She could see his chest flex as he picked up a piece of paper. "Okay. Here we—there we go."

"It wasn't just any hospital. It was this huge place. Older facility. Higher cliff. Like three hundred feet, and they have to have their med flights land at their local airport. Bad planning there. Anyway, when the offshore helicopter was landing, the downdraft from the rotor disc flipped something and all this dust and debris got pushed and kicked off the cliff, hitting someone minding their own business. I'm reading this paper with dudes in helmets and suits—"

"It's a medical evacuation," she said out loud, filling in what he left unsaid. "And the landing zone was inadequate."

"Thank you," Dave replied, but she could see something click in place between his eyes, like he was assembling a puzzle she hadn't known she'd given him pieces for.

He gave her a warm, lopsided smile. "Okay. Quote. One Sheet to the Wind found himself in unfamiliar territory previously unoccupied, surrounded by the strangest of creatures, which remained motionless despite what might certainly become a walk-by shearing with a decidedly ill-intentioned outcome. See Article Description Mean interaction time MMSE, adjusted R-squared, test, P-value point zero zero oh one oh impulse counts of introduced versus withdrawn one nine oh one six P equals point zero zero oh five seven. We therefore concluded that one Sheet to the Wind was in fact quite apprehensive, surrounded by new creatures of nature in moments of pre-frontal lobe consolidation. Financial interest reported none. Ha-ha, signed Dr. Dumb-ass or something like that."

She laughed, and it felt good in her chest. "It's literal, that's my pull quote. Skateboardingers before? No. Actually they did have the skateboarders. They were doing it for at least seven days after they did that, I think. So I would probably walk out there if I was like ninety-horse dude, of course. I don't know. I wouldn't encounter that. Chad Johnson's."

HIM. She clicked on his name. "Who are you talking about?"

"Chad Johnson. The table's upside down. I thought you said China. I'm like what Chinese company?"

"Shit yeah. The dining table's upside down. I'm gonna ask my sister about that, see what she does to secure it better. There's going to be an article about this, I swear, something called 'Room Too Small for Furniture.' But actually, it probably has something to do with... are you going to work tonight?"

"A little bit." His voice softened. "Hey, what would you think about hopping on once—it'll just start around five-ish my time, which is seven your time—and I can doodle on the screen in case it's easier for me to see it that way? I don't know, it's up to you. I'm not gonna be doing it that long."

"Break?" she asked, surprised.

"I'm almost done for the night here," he said. "They had a pop-up meeting for tomorrow, can't do it at two because we've got another meeting. So they've got some other time scheduled. But I bet you I could hang in there for the magic hour, you know? Wouldneth to have to do it past eight. It's not like midnight or anything like that."

"Eight?" She checked her mental calendar, wondered if she could postpone the dinner plans she'd been dreading. "Hold on just a second." She cocked her fist at him, put on her best surly voice. "Midnight?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, smiling wider. "Wrong conference. I'm excited to tell you about One Sheets to the Wind One Sheets to the Wind to the Wild."

"Nice. Interesting you brought Chad Johnson. Who would have thought?"

She pulled her phone away to check the settings. "You're not going to be able to see me once I'm on the computer."

"That's fine"'

"You fall asleep?"

"No, I'm just closing my eyes." He opened them again. "Hey, I do have an interesting question about what I want to do after the market closes. Something I'm working on."

"Right now?" She pressed the mute button; the red dot covered her face.

"Can I call you there on Ring Central?"

"Yeah, I just have to call you back."

She sat at her computer, clicked through screens rapidly, muttering under her breath. Dave watched her eyes on camera – eager blue eyes that didn't have to be here. He remembered her mean face from years ago, thought he'd never be this lucky then.

She clicked the sound back on. "Hit the phone on the desktop."

"Calling—"

"In the other ear, I just gotta see where it actually— I gotta see where it is on the desktop."

Sam clicked the phone, picked it up. "I'll hang up the cell phone. Just hit accept on that other one, and I'll hang up the—oh here it is." She grinned at him, fatigue blurred but pleasure like a club striking home against his ribs. "You're not even mad. You don't even give a shit."

"It's eight AM," Dave said. "I'm not mad."

"But you'd be like 'Dude, talk among yourselves.'"

Her face looked lovely on his large HD screen. He already liked that she'd decided to stay tonight on purpose. "How long do you think you're going to be tonight?"

Her answer was surprising. "I mean, not long." No more than an hour he added probably needlessly, "there's just stuff to do."

He let it be. "All right. I'll call you back."

She hung up, the screen changing to show him waiting on her couch, her dog's head in his lap, the weight and warmth of it through the fabric.

Dave wondered if she remembered that morning—3 or 4 AM before, how he'd stayed until they both drifted off. "I think I do want to go to bed after that," he'd admitted when she asked, but it had been a tease and so he'd stayed, loving the quiet company.

"Are you gonna be mad at me if I don't wear it anymore?"

"Yes." He remembered his own surprise at the intensity of his answer, how she'd touched her hat like it meant something to him. "Because it's special for me. These are special times. It's not to make you feel bad, or I'm not shaming you for not wearing a hat." She'd relaxed against the pillows, said I won't please me. "I don't give a shit if you don't like how you look." His thumb brushed across her cheek without permission. "But it's not about how you look. I think you look fine without it. Most women do."

She'd laughed. "This is starting to sound really bad now. Like just trust me."

"Just trust me."

"It's all okay, I love that. I don't need to wear it all the time."

"You know I fucking hate it," he'd said, and she'd chuckled. "Like I know that feeling."

"I fucking hate that she made you cry."

And then the screen went blank again. Dave downshifted, reeled back in for what felt like recounting to her. "I mean, I'm really glad I've heard your voice today."

"Can I say something really insensitive?"

"No."

"Listen..." She looked at his picture in Hangouts from underneath her eyelashes. "I would love for it at one o'clock in the morning to call."

This was dangerous, so he just said, "Hmm okay," wanting more than anything for her to press the point.

"I wanna talk to you before I go to bed every day for like a month."

His heart was pounding but he kept his voice level. "I love her". She shook her head 'I don't want to go to sleep'. He'd already missed a couple of calls and was texting and saying 'fuck'. It felt like there was no overhead in leaving it open with just the two of them.

"Are you serious?"

"Mm-hmm."

He watched her, thinking how her visits with him never ended well. If she was asking him.. "Do you think I should call you?"

"Oh no, hang on."She looked like she wanted to say more but she was being good instead."Just like a break thinking I would hit me something."

"Okay, cool."

But she said nothing, just opened her eyes wider and blinked at him again across the digital divide.

After a pause Dave went on. He saw her cheek move slightly so he must have said something right. She looked direct into his eyes now, waiting for more.

"All right, well, I'm glad our chats are helpful. I always like to hear your voice."

"Obviously" she said.

"I love hearing your voice so don't be sorry."

She laughed. "Okay all right, I won't thank you for understanding my neuroses."

"You don't have to. Just talk at me. I'm easily entertained."

"The conversation's the fun part, not you." She said it with real amusement, no recrimination.

He felt himself smile.

He's disheveled, she thought, dark hair dark as roots, eyes that showed everything he'd ever thought about her. She remembered the emotional crush last week, how he'd stayed late so they were both exhausted, dozing against the pillows then sitting side by side so their hips touched, leaning her head on his shoulder, stealing what they both knew they shouldn't.

"I'm beat, I think I'm going to head home," he'd offered over an hour ago but she'd pleaded with her eyes and he'd adjusted his computer again so everything was just squared away, made that thinking face i do and finally said exactly enough. "In a little while," he'd smiled and she'd nearly died.

In the morning I didn't put on a robe or socks and padded to the bathroom, so close to breakfast she heard the door open and flinched when leaned against the wall and didn't open his eyes. "I'm really very tired."

"I'm sorry," he'd said quietly, sincerely, reaching out to squeeze her shoulder.

She'd shaken her head. "Don't apologize. We had fun last night."

He sighed deeply. "I know."

And she'd watched him move out of sight, his mouth thinning as he concentrated before tucking his phone under his arm.

You're such a good influence on me, she'd thought, and didn't tell him.

She asked him the next night how to fix a buzzer that wouldn't stop buzzing, and he said why don't you come over and watch me fix it. She'd stood in the doorway.

"Just gonna be a minute" he said looking up under his eyebrows and she made herself meet his eyes.

"You'll never know how much I want to be."

He'd stepped back so the door could open wider, so she could step inside under her own power.

"We're going to have to commit, says she." Sam remembered her voice a husk. "Like we talked about."

"Or we can have a real relationship." His smile was faint, near his hairline like he could only manage one or two expressions at a time. He didn't know what he wanted either except for this.

She didn't say anything because saying nothing was agreement or saying nothing was getting too close to a breakdown. She wrapped her fingers around his wrist and he huffed like something had broken inside him just like that. He smelled like woodsmoke and his skin was so warm she almost didn't care they were falling off the edge.

"Sam," he sighed as she reached for his button, already hard, breath coming fast now that they were really doing this.

Holding each other through the sex was the only way Sam could ever make herself come and she'd been holding herself since the day they met. She laid her cheek against the rough warmth of his chest. "Knock knock."

He laughed mid-thrust. "Who's there?"

"I want you to fuck me right here on this stage," she said against his skin. "I want you to tell me what to do."

"I think you already know what to do," his voice already closer than before so she just kissed him softly. His arms held her like she mattered to him, like she was real important, and god she wanted to believe it so bad she actually felt like herself.

They got to the bed, silence except for the sound of their bodies and the outside world, which was so distant as to almost not exist, and afterward he just held her like she'd asked him to and she closed her eyes and let it sink in.

Fuck me. They didn't finish it. They just breathed.

The following night on skype he'd asked about ironing clothes. She told him she did his, he said his don't wrinkle But I will wear this other shirt and the collar is bigger so I can wear it like this. I'll put an ace bandage on just for you. Only when I get out of the shower and get my hairdryer out. Then I'll do an extra-hard spin and I'll come back.

She laughed. "Oh my God!"

He loves to use this joke, what I can't remember what I said but I really want To do this right it's gonna sound stupid but will you do this with me?

"What the fuck is this?"

Beautiful you're gonna be like too much it's probably gonna be up for like 20 seconds.

"Honestly, I'm very easy." His eyes lingered on her face, figuring out if she was joking or not. :What I want. What I need -"

Look, she thought, biting her lip.

"Aap hi chal raha."

He finally blinked. Don't get hurt. He just wants to be careful with me, she watched his face clear and thought how his mama'd taught him that lesson about women's hearts early, likely learned it from a Southern grandmother came up through the depression could be vicious as needed, took zero shit from anyone, so she knew exactly how hard he was trying.

Right then Bruno's commercial came on during the game so Dave said cool. Come to me. Let's get naked.

She went through her closet wearing her mother's bathrobe, shoving things away to find her sexiest black bustier that made Dave go wild at his friend's wedding five years ago; they had to be quiet and it was so fun trying to hide the sound of her skin and she couldn't keep her hands off his beautiful, naked, shiny muscles. She'd remembered all that as everything about him had felt new and brilliant and she thought of her mouth on his chest, tracing over the defined muscles, squeezing his biceps so he'd always laugh that she loved the way he threatened to carry her off so many times she lost count but he looked in her eyes, brushed hair behind her ear gently and said not to expect promises. "I'll bend all around," he'd warned, and she believed it until the second he pressed that first sweet indecent kiss behind her ear and from that point on she quit holding back.

She'd wear the black lacy bustier, her hand-picked gift for him, the one that covers all the best parts like she learned to want from his slow hands, patient tongue, the way he'd almost die before he'd cause her pain. And even now his face above her in the problem lighting from the Dairy Queen drive-thru because some rules aren't meant to be followed makes her smile and without thought she says what she already knows, "You're always more fun than a barrel full of monkeys!"

Dave winks at her. Too cute for words. Goddamn him. "It's all in the mind, darling. Or was that Sting?"

"I want you to fuck me right here on this stage," she tried shyly, even though saying it now sounded ridiculous. Even though the singular miracle with Dave was he knew she needed hours of foreplay in public places before she'll even notice when he walks quietly up behind her, fingertips gliding along her hips, his breath hot against her

The custom solution arrived at 3 a.m., the way all things did in this city that never slept and never told the truth.

Sam watched from the fire escape as the sleek, matte-black delivery drone dropped a silver thermos case into the designated basket outside the flophouse window. She waited, the scent of ozone and fried noodle stalls clinging to the damp heat. No trackers pinged. No enforcement cruisers whispered through the canyon of neon-lit monoliths above. She ghosted down, silent in her soft-soled boots, and retrieved the case.

Inside, nestled in temperature-controlled foam, was a single syringe filled with a viscous amber fluid. The hormone cocktail. No pharma imprint, no corporate sigil. A clean, bespoke breaching tool. Dave’s handiwork. A note, typed on actual paper in his precise block letters, lay under it. Failsafe. Half dose if clock runs over 30. Self-sustaining protocol is live. Trust the mix.

She slipped the syringe into a hidden compartment in her tactical vest. He’d synthesized it himself. He always said, if you can’t buy it clean, you make it yourself, better and for a fraction of the cost. It wasn’t just chemistry; it was a philosophy. Control the supply chain, control the outcome. Tonight, the outcome was the contents of a cryo-vault on the 120th floor of the Aethelred Spire. And their safe exfil. Dave’s protocol was the only thing standing between their nervous systems and a cascade failure when they hit the Black ICE.

Their connection fizzed in her ear, secure and low. “Package received?” “Affirmative.” She scaled the emergency ladder back to their rented tech-hole, a cube of flickering holographic schematics and the bitter smell of burnt coffee. “It’s beautiful work, Dave.” “Had to be. Their new ICE is protein-based. Aggressive. It’ll hunt for chemical instability. My cocktail will make us look like background noise.” His voice was calm, centered. The eye of the hurricane she’d been spinning in all week. The pace of the city, the job, the constant, low-grade dread of her mother’s latest scan results—it felt like her processor was overheating. Pew pew pew pew, she’d told him yesterday, miming frantic, unsustainable fire. Every day.

On the main display, the Aethelred Spire glowed like a shard of poisoned ice. Their mark, a gene-splicing algorithm that could rewrite autoimmune diseases, was locked behind seven layers of bio-digital security. Dave’s side was infiltration and systems override. Hers was physical breaching and retrieval. Opposing angles of the same attack.

“Sam.” His voice cut through her spiraling thoughts. “Status check. Not on the spire. On you.” She closed her eyes, leaning against the cool concrete wall. “Overwhelmed. The noise. The… pace. Feels like I’m chasing my own tail.” “Breathe. Look at me.” On a private sub-channel, a live feed from his safe house across the city flickered to life on her corneal display. He was there, in a room lit only by server racks, his bald head gleaming under the cool blue LEDs. His gaze was a physical anchor. “I’ve got the clock. You’ve got the vault. That’s all. My job is to make your job possible. Your job is to let me.”

It was the dynamic. He built the structure, the plan, the chemical shield. She moved through the space he created. It was the only way her mind, screaming with a thousand threads, could find the single one that mattered. “Copy that,” she whispered, the tightness in her chest easing a fraction.

Two hours later, she was a shadow ascending the service conduit of the Spire, the city a dizzying grid of light far below. Dave’s voice was a constant stream in her ear, navigating her past motion sensors and patrol drones. “Left at the junction. Hold. Cleaner bot on a six-second loop. Go now.” She moved. Her world narrowed to his instructions and the next handhold. The synthetic polymer of her suit hissed against the carbon-fiber walls.

“Approaching the vault air-gap,” she breathed. “Deploying failsafe now. On my mark.” A pause. A soft hiss from the injector port on her vest’s collar. The cool rush of Dave’s custom cocktail hit her carotid. It was immediate—a wave of crystalline clarity, a silencing of the static. Her senses sharpened. The world didn’t slow down; she simply saw all of its parts with brutal, organized precision. “Protocol active. You have twenty-eight minutes of optimal neuro-sync. The ICE will read your bio-signature as a permitted maintenance scan. Move.”

She slipped through the final airlock into the vault chamber. It was a cathedral of cold. Rows of cryo-units hummed, gleaming under sterile white light. In the center, on a pedestal, was the target: a data-crystal, shimmering with contained complexity.

“I’m in. Visual on primary.” “Good. Don’t touch the pedestal. Floor panels are pressure-sensitive. I’m creating a ghost path.” She watched as hololithic footsteps, glowing a soft green, appeared on the floor, mapping a safe route only she could see on her display. Dave was walking her through, remotely, step by step. His control was absolute, a meticulous dance conducted from kilometers away. It should have chafed. Instead, it felt like being held. Every instruction was a relief.

She followed the ghost path, her breath fogging in the arctic air. She reached the pedestal. A physical keypad awaited a twenty-digit code, changed every hour. “Code in three… two… one. Transmitting.” The digits appeared on her retinal display. She input them. The crystal’s housing retracted with a soft sigh. “Retrieval confirmed,” she said, securing the crystal in its insulated case. “Exfil route is hot. My hack triggered a silent alarm. They’re converging. You have ninety seconds to the service shaft.”

Adrenaline, sharp and clean, joined the chemical clarity in her veins. She ran, the ghost path now a sprinting guide. She heard the muffled shouts through bulkheads, the stomp of security boots. She hit the service shaft just as a blast door began to grind shut. She slid under, the metal scraping her back, and was gone into the vertical darkness.

She rappelled down fifteen floors in a controlled fall, bursting out into a grimy sub-level parking garage—their secondary extraction point. The rumble of the city was a distant thunder here. The only light came from a flickering fluorescent tube over a single, beat-up groundcar. Dave stood beside it, having gotten here through the city’s bowels, a duffel bag at his feet. The mission was technically a success.

But the chemical cocktail was a timed stimulant. The crash was coming. The overwhelm she’d locked away was now a tidal wave held back by the thinning dam of the drug. And the look in his eyes—the fierce, possessive pride—snapped the last of her professional composure.

She strode up to him, the data-crystal case clutched in one hand. She dropped it at his feet. “Sam? We need to—” She didn’t let him finish. She grabbed the front of his armored vest and shoved him back against the cold concrete pillar. “Shut up.” Her voice was raw, stripped of all modulation. “Just shut up for a minute.” He went still, watching her, his hands open at his sides. Letting her steer.

She kissed him. It wasn’t gentle. It was a claim, a transfer of all the coiled tension, the fear, the relentless pace, into his mouth. She bit his lower lip, tasted the faint tang of his own stimulants. He let her dominate the kiss for a count of five, letting her pour the chaos into him. Then his hands came up, one tangling in the hair at the nape of her neck, the other splaying across the small of her back, and he took over.

He turned them, pressing her back against the pillar, his body a solid wall of heat against hers. The kiss deepened, turned consuming. It was all tongue and teeth and shared breath, a battle for air they both wanted to lose. His thigh slid between hers, applying a brutal, perfect pressure. A sharp cry escaped her, muffled against his mouth.

“The car,” she gasped, tearing her mouth away. “Now.” “No.” His voice was guttural, final. “Here.”

He spun her around to face the pillar, his body caging her from behind. One hand stayed fisted in her hair, guiding her forehead to rest against the cool concrete. The other went to the seal of her tactical pants. He didn’t fumble. A hiss of release, and the fabric was pushed down over her hips, baring her to the damp, gritty air. She heard the rasp of his own zipper.

He didn’t ask. He didn’t test. He knew. He knew the cocktail was fading, knew the world was rushing back in, knew she needed the chaos inside her to be replaced by a different, more focused kind of overwhelm. His hand left her hair, gripped her hip hard enough to bruise, and he drove into her in one long, seamless stroke.

She screamed. The sound echoed off the low ceiling, lost in the rumble of a distant transit pod. He was everywhere, all at once—filling her, the solid heat of his chest against her back, the smell of ozone and his sweat, the proprietary, possessive grip on her hip. He set a relentless, punishing rhythm from the first moment, each thrust a jolt that traveled from her core to the tips of her fingers. This was the containment she needed. Not a box, but a force field. Him.

“You did perfect,” he growled into her ear, his breath hot. “You followed the path. You took what was yours. Now this is mine.” Every word was a punctuation to his thrusts. She was coming apart, her hands scrabbling against the rough concrete, her knees buckling. He held her up, his arm like an iron band across her stomach. The pleasure was a white-hot wire, pulled taut with every deep, measured drive of his hips. It wasn’t gentle. It was acknowledging. It saw the frantic, overwhelmed creature she’d been and systematically dismantled it.

“Dave—I can’t—it’s too—” “You can.” He bit the junction of her neck and shoulder, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to brand. “You are. Let it go. All of it. Give it to me.”

The dam broke. The orgasm wasn’t a wave; it was a systemic shutdown and reboot. It tore through her with a violence that stole her vision, her breath, her thought. She heard her own sob, ripped from a place deeper than the vault, deeper than the city. Her body clenched around him, milking, pulling him deeper.

He cursed, low and fervent, his rhythm fracturing into hard, final plunges. He emptied himself inside her with a groan that was half triumph, half surrender, his big body shuddering against hers, pressing her fully into the pillar.

For a long minute, the only sounds were their ragged breaths and the drip of water from a pipe. The city’ noise was a faraway hum. He softened inside her but didn’t pull away. He kept her pinned, his forehead resting against the back of her neck, his hand smoothing from her hip to her stomach, holding her tight against him.

Slowly, he helped her straighten, pulling her pants up with a tenderness that contrasted starkly with the frenzied act. He turned her to face him. Her legs were jelly. He saw it, and simply picked her up, carrying her the few steps to the groundcar. He settled her in the passenger seat, crouching in the open door, his hands framing her face.

His thumb wiped a smudge of grime from her cheek. His eyes, in the sickly fluorescent light, were clear and utterly present. The hurricane in her mind was gone. In its place was a vast, quiet calm. The synthetic clarity of the cocktail had been burned away, replaced by this: a profound, bodily knowing.

“Better?” His voice was soft now, the mission commander gone, only Dave remaining. She leaned into his hand, nuzzling his palm. “99%,” she whispered, echoing their old joke, their old truth. It wasn’t a percentage of needs. It was the fraction of herself that was still spinning wildly versus the part that was here, anchored in him. A slow smile touched his mouth. “A lot.” He kissed her, slow and deep, a seal. Then he stood, retrieved the data-crystal, tossed the duffel in the back, and slid into the driver’s seat. The engine whined to life.

As they pulled out of the garage and into the neon river of the megacity, she watched the impossible pace of the world blur past the window. It didn’t touch her. He had taken the overwhelming tide and, very kindly, told it to fuck off. All that was left was the road ahead, the hum of the engine, and the steady, silent man beside her, who had built a sanctuary not from code and chemistry, but from the unshakeable fact of his own control.

The rain slicked the windows of Dave’s home office, turning the distant lights of the Virginia suburbs into a blurred, starry river. Sam leaned against the doorframe, watching him at his desk, the solid, unhurried shape of him haloed by the green glow of a chemical analyzer. It wasn’t a lab, not quite; it was the den of a man who knew how to solve problems with his hands, a space smelling of pine-scented cleaner, printer toner, and the faint, sterile tang of medical alcohol. He’d been meticulously recounting his process earlier, the quiet pride in his voice as he explained the synthesis, the cost-effectiveness, the control. I could make that shit myself at a FRACTION of the cost.

“Your temple of chemistry,” she said, her voice soft in the humming quiet.

He didn’t turn, his focus on the small glass vial he was sealing. “It’s just a room.”

“No, it’s not.” She stepped inside, the plush carpet silencing her footsteps. “It’s where you fix things. Where you take control.” She understood the impulse now, the deeper pull beneath the chemistry. It wasn’t just about hormones; it was about mastery, about reclaiming agency over the very substrate of the self. Her own sense of being overwhelmed, the pew pew pew pace of her world, felt like the exact opposite of this ordered sanctuary.

Dave finally looked at her. His gaze was a physical warmth in the cool, dark room. “You look like you need something fixed.”

“Maybe I do.”

He capped the vial and set it neatly in a velvet-lined case. “You told me about the pace. The noise. The feeling like you’re running a race on a track that’s moving faster than your legs.” He stood, his movement fluid, and came around the desk. He didn’t touch her, just stood close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from him, to smell the clean cotton of his shirt and the underlying scent that was simply Dave. “I can’t slow the world down for you, Sam. But I can stop it. For a little while.”

A shiver, anticipation and relief braided tight, traveled down her spine. “How?”

“By giving you one thing to feel. One voice to hear. One point of contact. Until there’s nothing else.” His hand rose, not to caress, but to hover near her cheek. A silent request. “Do you want that?”

Her breath hitched. This was the trust they’d built, brick by brick over four years. To surrender her noisy mind to the quiet certainty of his. “Yes.”

“Words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Dave. Please.”

“Good.” His hand finally made contact, a thumb stroking her lower lip. “Safeword?”

“Red.”

He nodded, satisfied. “Take off your clothes. Fold them. Put them on the chair by the door.”

The command was simple, mundane even. It was the ritual that mattered. With steady hands, she obeyed, shedding her layers of professional armor—the silk blouse, the tailored trousers, the lace underthings. She folded each piece with deliberate care, a tactile meditation that began the process of shedding her day, her stress, her self-consciousness. When she was naked, she placed the neat pile on the leather chair and turned back to him, her arms at her sides, vulnerable and waiting.

He surveyed her, his eyes dark and appreciative, but this was not a look of hungry consumption. It was assessment. Ownership. “Beautiful. Now, on your knees. Here.” He pointed to a spot on the carpet before his desk chair.

She knelt. The carpet was soft against her shins. The posture felt both submissive and profoundly centered. He settled into his desk chair, rolling it forward until his knees bracketed her shoulders. He was still fully dressed, the fine wool of his trousers brushing her bare arms. The power dynamic was stark, visual, and it ignited a low, throbbing heat between her legs.

“Open your mouth.”

She did, tilting her head back. He unbuttoned his fly, freed his cock, already thick and heavy with arousal. He didn’t guide himself into her mouth. He simply held the head at her lips, a silent command to take him. She leaned forward, enveloping him, her tongue flattening against the underside. The taste of him, clean and musky, filled her senses. He let her set the initial rhythm, her movements eager, a physical plea.

He placed a hand on the crown of her head, not forcing, just resting. “Good. That’s it. Just this. Nothing else exists but the feel of me in your mouth. The sound of my voice. Can you do that?”

She made a muffled sound of affirmation around him, her world narrowing to the weight on her tongue, the stretch of her lips, the gentle pressure of his hand.

“You’ve had a hundred things pulling at you today,” he said, his voice a low, resonant rumble above her. “A hundred voices. Now there’s one. Listen to it.”

He began to dictate a slow, deep rhythm, using the hand on her head as a gentle metronome. “Down. Good. All the way. Feel it in your throat. Hold. Now back.” His control was absolute, turning her act of service into a meditation. Her mind, which had been a chaotic swarm of deadlines and anxieties, began to empty. There was only the push and retreat, the salty-slick taste, the burn in her jaw, the overwhelming presence of him. Tears of effort and release pricked at the corners of her eyes.

After an eternity of this hypnotic rhythm, he pulled her off. A string of saliva connected her lips to his glistening cock. She gasped for air, her lungs burning.

“Look at me.”

She lifted her tear-streaked face. His expression was fierce with tenderness. “See? Just one thing.”

He stood then, and led her by the hand to the large, solid oak desk. He cleared the surface with a single sweep of his arm—the analyzer, the case of vials, a stack of papers—all set aside with a quiet thud. The polished wood was cool against her stomach as he bent her over it.

“Stay.” He moved away, and she heard the soft snick of a drawer opening. She trembled, her exposed backside feeling impossibly vulnerable. The rain pattered steadily against the window.

He returned, his hands slick with cool lubricant. One finger circled her entrance, then pressed slowly inside. She moaned, pushing back against the intrusion. A second finger joined, scissoring, stretching. “You’re so tight,” he murmured, his voice thick. “So perfect for me. My good girl.” The praise, coupled with the clinical efficiency of his preparation, sent a fresh wave of need through her.

The fingers withdrew. She heard the tear of a foil packet, the soft rustle of his clothes being pushed down, and then the blunt, insistent pressure of his cock replacing his fingers. He entered her with one slow, devastating thrust, seating himself to the hilt. The fullness was breathtaking, a completion that felt as emotional as it was physical. He draped himself over her back, his chest warm against her spine, his mouth at her ear.

“This is where you belong,” he whispered, his voice gritted with restraint. “When the world is too much. Here. Taking me. Full of me.” He began to move, a deep, rolling rhythm that made the desk creak in soft protest. Each stroke was a claim, a reaffirmation. Her fingers scrambled for purchase on the smooth wood. The previous days of longing, the sadness of missing him, melted away under the sheer physical reality of his possession.

“Talk to me,” he commanded, his pace increasing. “Tell me what you feel.”

“You,” she gasped, the word punched out of her with his next thrust. “Just you. Filling me. Owning me. Dave, please…”

“Please what?”

“Harder. I need… I need to feel it tomorrow.”

A guttural sound escaped him. He straightened, his hands gripping her hips, and the angle changed. The next thrust was sharper, deeper, hitting a place that made her cry out. The slap of skin on skin echoed in the quiet room, a counterpoint to the rain. He set a punishing pace, and she welcomed it, each impact driving her higher, scrambling her thoughts into pure sensation. She was a vessel for his need, a canvas for his control, and in that surrender, she found a freedom so profound it bordered on euphoria.

“You’re mine,” he growled, his fingers digging into her flesh. “Every frustrated thought, every ounce of stress—I’m fucking it out of you. Do you understand? I’m the only thing in your world right now.”

“Yes!” she screamed, the tension coiling too tight, too fast. The orgasm ripped through her without warning, a convulsive wave that clenched around him, milking his cock with violent pulses. Her vision whited out, her cries muffled against the wood.

Her climax triggered his. With a final, brutal surge, he buried himself inside her and held, his own release hot and endless. She felt every pulse, a tangible proof of his surrender to her, to this. He collapsed over her again, his weight a welcome anchor, his breath harsh in her ear.

For long minutes, they stayed like that, connected, the only sounds their slowing breaths and the relentless rain. Slowly, carefully, he withdrew. He lifted her into his arms—she was boneless, pliant—and carried her to the large leather sofa in the corner of the office. He settled with her in his lap, wrapping a soft, cashmere throw around them both. He produced a bottle of water, held it to her lips, and she drank obediently.

He stroked her hair, his touch now infinitely gentle. “Back with me?”

She nodded against his chest, listening to the strong, steady beat of his heart. The frantic pace of her mind was gone, replaced by a deep, liquid calm. “You stopped the world.”

“For a little while,” he said, kissing her forehead. His fingers traced idle patterns on her arm. “You know,” he murmured, his tone shifting into that warm, Southern cadence she loved, “for a smart and adorable little monkey, you do a hell of a job carrying the weight of the jungle.”

It was their joke, their private, silly shorthand for her fierce independence. A laugh bubbled out of her, pure and uncomplicated. She tilted her head up to look at him. In the dim light, his face was all gentle planes and quiet satisfaction. The man who could build his own solutions in a vial, who could dismantle her with devastating precision, who could put her back together with a joke and a blanket. She saw all the layers, and she loved every single one.

“The one and only thing that matters,” she whispered, repeating his words from their conversation back to him, “is that you’re my world when it stops.”

He held her closer, and they stayed there, wrapped in the quiet dark, as the rain washed everything clean.

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METRICS

• Response Time --- Me→Them: 145s ↑24% vs 7d avg Them→Me: 90s ↑42% vs 7d avg

• Conflicts & Repair --- Conflicts: 29 ↓ (avg 30.3 this week) Repair Rate: 100.0% →0% vs 7d avg Avg Recovery: 4.1 min ↑47% vs 7d avg

• Initiation --- Balance Ratio: 1.00 ↑17% vs 7d avg Cold Starts: 1 ↓ (avg 1.4 this week) 1 me / 0 them

• Velocity & Sessions --- High Velocity %: 97.9% →0% vs 7d avg Sessions: 37 ↑ (avg 35.0 this week) Avg Duration: 10.4 min ↑8% vs 7d avg

• Message Volume --- Total Messages: 428 ↑ (avg 385.3 this week) From Me: 216 ↑ (avg 175.4 this week) From Them: 212 ↑ (avg 209.9 this week) With Signals: 417 ↑ (avg 374.7 this week)

SENDER COVERAGE

Sender	Labeled / Total	Rate	Top Labels
Dave	209 / 216	96.8%	status_update (70), humor (38), frustration (21), affection (20), emotional_support (16)
Instead of: why can’t he just…	1 / 1	100.0%	status_update (1)
Sam Willis	207 / 211	98.1%	humor (48), status_update (41), checking_in (26), frustration (25), vulnerability (21)

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DOMINANT LABEL

status_update

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• Label Counts ---

  • status_update: 104 (avg score: 61%)
  • humor: 79 (avg score: 70%)
  • frustration: 43 (avg score: 71%)
  • affection: 33 (avg score: 81%)
  • vulnerability: 30 (avg score: 71%)
  • checking_in: 30 (avg score: 64%)
  • emotional_support: 25 (avg score: 73%)
  • deep_sharing: 20 (avg score: 77%)
  • appreciation: 17 (avg score: 75%)
  • disagreement: 13 (avg score: 69%)

• Label Counts (cont.) ---

  • excitement: 12 (avg score: 79%)
  • request: 9 (avg score: 71%)
  • unmet_need: 6 (avg score: 70%)
  • boundary_setting: 5 (avg score: 67%)
  • encouragement: 4 (avg score: 74%)
  • sexting: 4 (avg score: 72%)
  • flirting: 3 (avg score: 60%)
  • passive_aggression: 1 (avg score: 57%)
  • planning: 1 (avg score: 55%)

ANOMALIES

Unusual Pattern

Unmet Need surged 414.3% vs 7-day average

Unusual Pattern

Planning dropped 88.3% vs 7-day average

Unusual Pattern

Appreciation surged 80.3% vs 7-day average

Unusual Pattern

Avg Response Time Them To Me Seconds dropped 42.1% below your 7-day average

Unusual Pattern

Status Update surged 64.0% vs 7-day average

Unusual Pattern

Deep Sharing surged 118.8% vs 7-day average

PROVENANCE

Signals Prompt Version: signals.v2 Signals Model: unknown Rollup Computed At: N/A

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