You know, the internet has given us access to lots of information. We can nearly instantaneously receive information on news from around the globe, research candidate before voting, download entire books on tape from public sources. And what do most people use the internet for? Downloading porn and checking the weather.
Actually, I have been getting lots of messages from someone who lives near me. Well, he seems to know Savannah well, so I assume he is local. And he sends me messages all of the time. He will go months without sending one, and then I get a message each day. It is cute the first couple of days, and then not so much. So this person is using the internet to "stalk."
I wanted to put together an erotic story today, but my mind is mush. The whole story would be – she wanted him, she looked at him, she flashed her tits, and he entered her. Not much of an erotic story. Not the type I want to write, either.
So today is my second day off in a row.
Friday, November 17, 2006
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3. My Stories. Yeah, I have a few erotic stories here. I know, they are not all that good, but they were fun to write. Don't read them if this offends you (and they represent less than 1% of the content here). These stories have elements of truth and fantasy, some more true than others. Complain about something that is a bit more substantive if you must complain. I have lots of faults.
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Hmmm, Leesa'a mush-mind erotic stories. One line stories designed to get to the point. No fore-play required. Education and emotion are at a minimum so most can enjoy. Batteries not included.
Have a good weekend!
Well Leesa, I'm too far to stalk you in person - and anyway if I was there I'd much rather pop round for coffee & brandy
But you could say I'm stalking you on the worlwideweb or blogosphere
I was half expecting a YouTube video - but come on you can do better, what happened to
"Lady Chatterley's lover" and innuendo can beat raw
Plus you could just be
tit tit lating
and always have the audience come back for more next day.
So how about "she wanted him, she looked at him, she flashed her tits, and ... come back tomorrow to find out what happened next he entered her.
PS - I promise I won't call the local blogger police if you stalk my blog
I don't know...your plot line sounds a lot more complex than my literary style, "Rip bodice, get laid" *L*
Have a good weekend
Half of the American people have never read a newspaper. Half never voted for President. One hopes it is the same half.
Gore Vidal
edge: that's the formula, sweetie.
tony: can you imagine having a vibrator, an inclination to use it, and no batteries? Interesting idea.
quasar: a cerial erotic story? Hmmmmmmmm.
mal: when I was in my twenties, you know, I would spend more than an hour getting "ready," and about 10 minutes for the "gets laid." Sort of a waste of an hour.
"Interesting idea?"....Interesting? Man, that's not interesting, that's just cruel.
Thats like sitting there on a hot sunny day beside the pool and you see the Coke vendor across the way selling ice cold cokes and you start to imagine the taste of an ice cold coke, that sweet, bubbly elixar as it dances over your tongue and down your parched throat and you feel the bubbles hitting your face as you reach for your drink, and take a sip, UUGH, and realize your drinking water that's starting to get warm in the sun. Blech!
She flashed her tits, and he entered her...
into a wet t-shirt contest at the bar down the street. She won first place, and used her $75 to buy a Hitachi Magic Wand with special attachments, and never needed to see the guy again.
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