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| : THE STRANGERS |  |
 It was already almost eight o'clock and the train was ten minutes late. She glanced anxiously at her watch, then back at the distant tunnel almost willing her train to arrive. "Could the first day of a new job GET much worse than this?" she pondered absently.
Reaching into her bag she took out her pack of Marlboros, but before she could reach her lighter the train had finally appeared in the tunnel on its way to the cold platform on which she stood shivering.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : PHALLUS THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS | |
By Jonny Pariah.
Dillon sat in the darkness of his studyroom, the cloying scent of burning incense a benediction to draw away the smell of long dead cigarettes. He was waiting for her, for Lesley. A cruiser with intent, hed been talking to her in one of many internet chatroom's he visited when they'd first spoken of a mutual interest. Cybersex. They'd done it of course, he in his comfy swivel leather chair, toying in the dark with his manhood as she described what her hands and tongue had been doing, both to herself and to him.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Strawberries and Cream | |
It had been a long day, and the sight of the familiar driveway was a long awaited relief for John. Working long hours was taking it's toll on him in more ways than one; he was constantly tired, lacked a decent appetite and regardless of the bags that had begun to form beneath his blue eyes, he was becoming somewhat of an insomniac.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Solitaire | |
Standing in the living room I look at the clock and sigh loudly. It seems so long ago since I last saw you, and I miss you so much it hurts. Wanting to hold you, kiss you.... make love to you; it tears me up us being this far away from each other. I look at the phone and consider calling you, but am so afraid that I am being too pushy. I sigh again, and flop onto the sofa, automatically reaching for the remote control and flicking the T.V on, only coming out of my reverie when I hear the gasps and moans of the porn actors there on the screen.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Dinner for 2 | |
A little flutter of adrenalin worked its way through Lucy's stomach as she waited with her husband Tom on the doorstep of his new managers home. Within a few seconds of ringing the bell she heard footsteps, and took the opportunity to straighten her hair quickly with her right hand before the door swung open and they were invited in.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Needs | |
 You don't need fancy jewelry
To make me fall for you.
You don't need a lot of makeup,
To cause me to pursue.
You don't need clothes from Gucci
To make me like you more.
You do not need to put on airs
To make my passions soar.
All you need is honesty,
And a smiling face;
Sincerity and loyalty,
And a warm embrace.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Looking for Love 3 | |
Chapter 3: Dealing with Change.
As Patricia lay in Sister Gomez's arms, these questions still plagued
her. What was going to happen now? She knew she was lesbian for a long
time, now she had succumbed to these feelings and desires. It was
incredible. She had never been intimate with anyone. She had never
expected that it would feel so right and so natural. Deep down inside
Patricia knew that she was to be with women. However, did Patricia have the
strength and courage to not only accept the fact that she was lesbian, and
further to come out of this closet she had been living in for so long?
Patricia had been for so long, pleasing the needs of others, she forgot
about her own. Confessions of a co-dependant by nature Patricia thought as
she was lying next to Sister Gomez. Sister Gomez had fallen asleep next to
her and they were naked in each other's arms. Sister Gomez was so
beautiful, so passionate. I guess they were not going to the zone meeting
today. They were not going to do anything for that matter. Patricia had
tried to sleep and lay there in bliss but all she could think of was the
consequences of what she had done. She would be labeled as a failure, an
outcast. Just then the phone rang.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Looking for Love 2 | |
Chapter 2: Letting go
Just like that Sister Johnson was out of Sister Callahan's life and
Sister Gomez was serving with Sister Callahan. Sister Callahan Dropped of
Sister Johnson at the mission home and they embraced for a long tine and
Sister Callahan told Sister Johnson that she loved her and that she would be
with her in spirit, so whenever she felt a warm feeling, that was Sister
Callahan holding her in her arms and watching her from the distance. Sister
Gomez was waiting for Sister Callahan at the mission home and picked her up
as they drove in the mission car back to the apartment.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Looking for Love | |
Chapter 1. Missionary Work: To be honest with thyself.
Sister Cullen stood awake that night staring at the ceiling counting
the cottage-cheese lumps in the ceiling. She was desperately trying to get
her mind to relax. To no avail, her mind would not cooperate. How could
she sleep with Sister Jensen next to her in the next bed, so close but so
far away? Sister Cullen came on the mission to get away from this, why was
this feeling confronting her? Sister Cullen just started training Sister
Jensen two days ago, and she was already starting to have feelings for her.
She couldn't help but catch fleeting glimpses as Sister Jensen put on her
dress, her nylons, she imagined those slender, legs wrapped around her. Oh
she had to get those thoughts out of her mind. This was of the devil. She
needed to focus on the work. Sister Cullen was responsible for Sister
Jensen, she was new in the mission and Sister Cullen wanted to be the best
trainer. She wanted to share her vision of the beauty and the pure love
that goes into missionary work. She wanted to show her the miracles that
could happen when you shared your love with another person and watch them
change and grow before her eyes. True, Sister Jensen was waiting on her
Visa to go to another Mission to Russia, but Sister Cullen wanted to send
her in style.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Sisters of Mercy | |
I purchased the blue raincoat in 1986 from the Camden markets as a celebration when I finally finished fashion school. The coat was of soft leather, dyed navy blue and had those wonderful marks and creases that demonstrated its age. I guessed it was from the sixties or seventies and as I was into the retro sixties look at the time, I bought it. It was a little tight over the chest when I closed it as I do have large breasts but I was going to wear it mostly open any way. When I wore it over a black skirt, turtle neck and boots with my long blonde hair hanging loose on my shoulders, I fantasised I was Jane Asher or some terribly chic chick from the mod era with a boyfriend in the Beatles.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : 25th Wedding Anniversary | |
It was a beautiful warm sunny day for the time of the year, it was the 9th September and it was my 25th Wedding anniversary to my first husband, Ben.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : The Enhancement | |
Benedict woke with a groan. His mouth tasted foul and his cock, desperate for attention, throbbed beneath the threadbare sheet.
He and his photographer, Tano Ikaika, had been captives for more than a month. They’d spent week after week in these stinking cells, neglected and tormented by turns, and he still only knew his captors as ‘they.’
Some investigative reporter he was turning out to be.
Oh, in his gut he was convinced he knew who was responsible: Constantine Zarakis. But he had no way to prove it, and he’d been around the rich and famous of the world long enough to know that a tycoon like Zarakis would be untouchable without rock-hard evidence.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Stating Intention | |
Dee Dee always looked forward to this time of year.The annual camping trip,the gathering of close friends They met every year for as long as she could remember.It would be Dee Dee,her brother Tony,Sami her best friend from early childhood,Tony's best friend James, Constance James girlfriend and her brother Tino and Tony's dog Ralph.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Stating Intention | |
Dee Dee always looked forward to this time of year.The annual camping trip,the gathering of close friends They met every year for as long as she could remember.It would be Dee Dee,her brother Tony,Sami her best friend from early childhood,Tony's best friend James, Constance James girlfriend and her brother Tino and Tony's dog Ralph.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Another Day At The Office Part 1 | |
The board meeting went on around me, but for once, I couldn’t care less. Becoming the president of a large corporation at thirty-two was a major accomplishment. Especially for a woman.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Milly and the Delivery Man | |
Milly sat in her large, comfortable recliner in the middle of her richly appointed living room, eating the remainder of the fudge ice cream, watching daytime soaps on her forty-two inch television. Actually, it wasn’t really her recliner, her living room, her television, or even her ice cream. They all belonged to her boor of a husband, Marty.
Milly sat in her large, comfortable recliner in the middle of her richly appointed living room, eating the remainder of the fudge ice cream, watching daytime soaps on her forty-two inch television. Actually, it wasn’t really her recliner, her living room, her television, or even her ice cream. They all belonged to her boor of a husband, Marty.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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| : Camping Gang Bang | |
A lot of guys go out looking for a virgin to marry. I consider that to be high risk. A woman who "saves herself" for her wedding night is someone with an uptight attitude about sex. Odds are tat she has kept her legs clamped together for so long that it has become a habit. Her unfortunate husband will have to deal with that. I speak from experience.
A lot of guys go out looking for a virgin to marry. I consider that to be high risk. A woman who "saves herself" for her wedding night is someone with an uptight attitude about sex. Odds are tat she has kept her legs clamped together for so long that it has become a habit. Her unfortunate husband will have to deal with that. I speak from experience.
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Posted by on Thursday, October 02 @ Eastern Daylight Time
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