The
Streaker and the Comet
I'd only just begun setting up
the telescope when this man appeared - from where I
can't guess. He ran straight across the grass, about
100 metres away, whooping and yelling like a madman... |
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Bus
Ride
He had reached out and taken her hand within his gentle
grip, so lightly it was like being captivated by a wisp
of incense. "So..." Her voice cracked and she
had to start again. "So can lovers remain friends?" |
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Fuck
It’s such a potent word.
So strong, so sexual, so taboo. I love to say
fuck, just as I love to fuck. A good session of fucking
can be made so much more by an accompanying session
of talking fuck.... |
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Work
of Art
As I formed her face I was straddling her, my semi hard
cock nestled between her luscious breasts. As I moved
this way and that the warm clay tickled like a tongue
running up and down my shaft... |
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The
Muse
My muse, lying so still on
the quilted sheets, stripped nude and waiting for
my attentions. Her skin so soft and white, so ready
to be my story, so wanting the words.... |
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Musical
Appreciation
"Play for me," he said. She bowed her head slightly
in answer, nodding slowly and respectfully to the shadows
that held him. She placed her cello case on the floor
and began to strip off her clothing... |
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