Fifty Shades & A Whip

Porn lit. Erotic chick lit. Soft porn on paperback. Call it what you will. At least they're reading and getting some epinephrine high.

Here's a taste of the bestselling novel "Fifty Shades of Gray." Don't bite your tongue, yet!

“Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in his viselike grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his lips … His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine … My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow, erotic dance … His erection is against my belly. (Page 78)" (Daily Beast)

 

A Letter to an Old Soul

Ok, I wrote a similar note a few blogs back: A Letter to a Young Soul.

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Here's another one, still about the dirty word we all love to hate. The FORCE we try to fight, avoid and dismiss as too overrated, overused, abused, weaponized with high grade plutonium that will scare Israel into World War 3: love, luv, lurv, my dripping, sappy heart. Ick.

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But beyond all the poetry of that magical fantasy that everyone hopes for: To love and be loved in return---cue Moulin Rouge theme---I have not really met anybody who is immune to this kind of sea sickness, me included.

Amusements: Star Date Log 15-5-2012

Is it easier now? There are a lot more of the anonymous worlds where Narnians and other creatures of the wardrobe can purr and play?

Yes, sometimes we wonder when we wake up if the happy surprise will finally arrive. Will he finally send that stray text or email that will lead to something wonderful. We wish, not too much, but just with a whiff to send us off our day.

We Heart It

We note, wryly and sometimes with a hint of dread, how wicked hope pumps us with anticipation.....

We've had enough false starts to know better and many bated breaths to invest too much..... Enough already. Days that buoy up like helium sheathed in primary colored latex. Days that turn up and then just as easily turn leaden with pins and needles.

Blushing but Brave

"Whoever blushes is already guilty; true innocence is ashamed of nothing." --- Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Hey, whatya looking at! Yes, YOU!
Well, well. Caught ya staring. Well?
You like what you see. Hmmm?
It's ok. You can look. =)

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Straight But Not Narrow

It's alright that he has two left feet. Or that he looks and sounds spaced out in Glee. But when he gives you that almost shy, almost knowing, almost half-smile don't you wanna just pounce on him (see segment 0:26-0:28). Yeah, don't you wanna bite a piece of the fresh beef jerky.

Cory Monteith is Straight. Sigh.

Cory, Cory, Cory. You make me itch like jello quivering from that half-smile.

And (no buts) yes, he's straight but not narrow. He's a guy and he's ok talking to guys about guys who like guys. 


Sweet Jesus, where can we order one of these for take out?