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[26 Feb 2006|09:28pm]
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[29 Sep 2004|08:17pm]
They almost had me reeling, her with her robin's egg blue pearl necklace that spun out of control around that two-toned neck until the pressure cooked her skin and boiled her teeth down to the core. She let me in without a word and gave me permission I didn't need to suck her molten lava spirit straight from her mouth, and I came at her and on her, all around. Our evil night was racked with shuddering, juddering, shivering... but I'd rather not go there, thank you very much. I felt his hand close around the back of my neck later. Sent pulses with screaming tectonic motion that volleyed like firecrackers on crack through there, there, there and, oh yes, right there.

Woke up in between them this morning, but she and I were curled like clockwork. Fuck me, it's good to be home.

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