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Pain is Pleasure.

“It’ll hurt just once dear,” I said calmly.

I pull out a little and then give her body one more shove from behind, watching her head scrape on the underside of the bar. 200 more words

Erotica

Early Flowers

Thy fingers make early flowers
of all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings,saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying. 60 more words

Sex and the Hammersmith and City Line

Urban dating stories only seem to come in two categories. The unbelievably romantic escapades that so many say led them to deciding with certainty that the person serenading them or picking them up in a vintage car was the one–the absolute one. 1,510 more words

Kisses

Ok, well I know I just posted something but hey, I felt like writing about this.

I have never been kissed (ok, I have on the cheek, but in this post I’m talking lips). 388 more words

Festival Part V (Mr. Houston Leaves)

We laid in bed Sunday morning until Mr. Houston offered to watch West Wing, an activity he knows gives me great joy. I made us breakfast. 592 more words

Rantings

Festival Part IV (Don't Cry in Front of Mr. Houston)

Since we met a few months ago, Mr. Houston had been giving me mixed signals. At the end of that first weekend together, one he had pushed for, he asked me if I could see myself in a relationship with him. 707 more words

Rantings