She slid her lithe and supple body up in between Kerry's silken thighs and drew her mouth closer to the meaty, pink swollen lips she had so long desired. She would go slowly at first, feigning the inexperience that had drawn the worldly Kerry to her in the first place. Soon Kerry would be totally hers though, with her beautiful fists twisting the cotton sheets and writhing in complete ecstasy. After all, no one was, or would be cool with the truth of her past. Never forgotten and still…

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Leather bound books on dusty mahogany shelves, a hopefully fake ivory tusk umbrella stand loaded with black and tartan brollies wood handled and expensive looking.

A tumbler of forgotten scotch left next to a much chewed cherry wood Dunhill pipe.

Even the air in his study was thickened with a propensity for pompous self righteousness.

A very respected judge, perhaps you know of his kind, reserved professional, private and well connected.

Ironic really, standing…

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The turkey is cold now, it's bones thoroughly picked clean of  the easy protein, all of it hermetically packed in plastic and deposited in the deep freeze, or stored for more immediate use in somewhat milder climes.

Still, when we open the fridge the dish of cold crimson cranberry glop glares back, just daring someone to find a suitable culinary outcome for that which none of us truly like.

Oh we must have it on the table though, once a year there it is, purchased,opened and…

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My little buddies and I would gather up interesting rocks and cradle them in our dirty stretched out t-shirts and run to show him our treasures.

He would look up from his reading and push his glasses full on and attentively look at each one.

"Granite" he would say, or maybe "feldspar" or "quartz" and occasionally, "there's some nickel in this one".

"Like to make nickels"?

"No, you would need quite a bit more for even one nickel, but there are lots of them out…

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She softly whispered in his ear, and ended her words with a moist kiss that tickled him as it dried.

Expertly she guided his fingers into soft warmth and he immediately began to wiggle them.

Now his only desire was to escape the usual boring routine and to implement the imaginative games he had waited so long for.

Just one last zipper to go, a sticky troublesome, frustrating contraption of defiance and delay.

He could wait no longer, he kicked past random shoes on…

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What a broad; what a gold digger, she had a prehistoric millionaire for a husband, an Astin Martin to drive, and sparkling ice the size of your fist around her silky neck... oh ya, and her sugar daddy came fully equipped with a mansion in the Catskills and a pool boy named Ramone to boot.



Not bad for an ex waitress from louie's brown bag diner, she was a looker though, cream of the walkups, a product of too much whiskey on a Saturday night, that somehow… Continue

I never knew where the trail would take me,and now I totally forget the location, but I do remember hiking up some lush unnamed "wet coast" mountain for peace of mind and exercise.



On arriving at the top of the first natural bench, I suddenly had the feeling that I had done something wrong, like when as a child, I had been smoking, and my mom was suspicious and glaring.



I have climbed the slopes of all the mountains around here to pick morel mushrooms, but I have… Continue

It's simple, it's black, matches the decor. Easily transported and always available, so bring it up again and again it's always reliable. When the circumstances are right display it, shake it around in their faces. Make them back down, make them retreat from you. Take it with you everywhere you go, it is part of you. You know what it is, it's depression.

Biologics detect unknown compounds! Passing through... atmosphere... compute motion, sample sample, archive data. Documenting visual, descending to spheroid, wondrous colors, white snow caps, blue green treasure! Beep now, send data, send magnificent results! Beep out into the void....out in the void they must know of this... they must have hope! There is hope... there is a place....default default, no send,no send damage, damage, disconnect, power down,... captured.

Oh man it was ripe! Wet, marbled green and flecked with red. Putrid repast, rank like death in the sun. They ate it anyway. They cut it up and kicked their feet in the air joyous at the outcome. Personally, I thought they were wasting it with no wine in sight.

The laughter stabbed through an open window and bounced off the coffin. It numbed the service and was noticed by all in attendance. The tears were suppressed, the whimpers silenced. Heads rose up and life went on out into the sunshine to watch the children at play in the park next door. Grandma would have loved it. A cookie for each hand was always her rule.