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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: May 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Wednesday, May 26, 2010. My dear sainted mother told me upon learning of my intended profession, ‘Son, yer a feckin’ eejit. An actor, are ye? 8217; and she spat on the ground at this, ‘Well, I’ll ne’er see ye again.’ And I should have listened to her. Men should always listen to their ma. You never do, but you should. And I never did see her again. And felt a warm blossom of pain as I cracked my pate upon the earth. I started to get up, but she pushed me back ...
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: I Want You
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Wednesday, September 29, 2010. I am still coming to terms with how much I want you. Desire is building on both sides. You are going without for the next week, but at the same time, I'm going without hearing you. The sound of you gasping in my hear never fails to set my heart racing. One week from today I get to meet you in person. And darling? You are going to get fucked so. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You Came to Me From Nowhere (part 2).
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: September 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Wednesday, September 29, 2010. I am still coming to terms with how much I want you. Desire is building on both sides. You are going without for the next week, but at the same time, I'm going without hearing you. The sound of you gasping in my hear never fails to set my heart racing. One week from today I get to meet you in person. And darling? You are going to get fucked so. You Came to Me From Nowhere (part 2). I thought you might like to take them off.'.
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: December 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Thursday, December 2, 2010. Hung Be the Heavens. You're strung up in front of the group. You have been for awhile now. Heart thumping. Blood rushing to unfamiliar places. Excited without measure. I pull your head back by the hair, growl in your ear. 'Slut.' You try and nod but are too busy being racked by convulsions. You long for your clit to be played with, the merest touch would set you off. But not yet. Not just yet. Anyone want you clean up this mess?
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: April 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Friday, April 30, 2010. I felt your hair brush the tip of my nose. Groggily, I half opened an eye. Your face loomed over mine, brown hair cascading and framing it. Hey, I must have conked out. I'm sorry,' I said, shutting my eyes again. Don't be. You looked so cute, I didn't mind. We're running a bit late now, though, so you'll have to hurry.'. Oh Oh, okay,' I reached out my hand to pat your leg. 'You're naked,' I said sleepily. I'm not the only one.'. I held ...
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: August 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Wednesday, August 18, 2010. Written with T,. She is in blue, I in white. There's a bite in the air. The sky is brilliant blue. We're spending the day without anyone around. We've decided to go for a walk in the mountains. A slow leisurely walk. It's not too steep, but we're headed up there. We want a view. Seeing out over the horizon into the next province. My hand moves into your hair, not quite grabbing, but forcefully. I nod, almost imperceptibly. You r...
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: You Came to Me From Nowhere
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Monday, September 27, 2010. You Came to Me From Nowhere. I'd just been thinking of you the day before. And in came your message. Without precursor, without the merest hint. Sitting on the bed, you come over to me. Without saying a word, you position yourself across my knee. Your skirt is hiked around your waist; knickers pulled down slightly. I don't need to ask what you've done. You've been a bad girl. Have you learned your lesson? You Came to Me From Nowhere.
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: Command Performance
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Tuesday, September 14, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You Came to Me From Nowhere (part 2). You Came to Me From Nowhere. The Opposite of Alchemy. Was it Intentional, I Wonder? Hollis Dorian Vs. Sanity. Sweeping Our Cares Away. The future of Aston Martin. Barista Prima Coffeehouse Dark Roast Extra Bold K-Cup for Keurig Brewers, French Roast Coffee (Pack of 96). Fantasies of an UnOfficial Concubine. Best Looking Prom Hairstyle.
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: Was it Intentional, I Wonder?
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Saturday, September 25, 2010. Was it Intentional, I Wonder? I found your knickers in my bed. Lace and ribbon and satin. Found them under the sheets, brought out into the red light. When you took them off they were sopping. They're long dry now. Discarded in passion, found in tenderness. Wishing you were here to model them for me again. Wishing you were here for me to take them off you again. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). You Came to Me From Nowhere.
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance: July 2010
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Utterly Without Redeeming Social Importance. Thursday, July 29, 2010. And what will we get up to, I wonder? Will I bend you across my knee and spank you? Will you stand there and let me strip you? Shall I slowly run my hands up your thighs, waiting for that slow exhale when I finally slip my finger inside you? My hand on your throat? Your lips around my cock? My tongue in your ass? What do you want? What can you do for me? How can we make this happen? Thursday, July 22, 2010. Fragment from The Last Time.
