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6/23/2016 7:56 pm |
An interesting word. I too get stories and poetry stuck in my head and can't get it out til I write it out on paper. Have a wonderful night."Sweet, steamy, sensuous kisses light the bright fires of passionate lust within us." scott6250
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Good luck and enjoy writing the story, sounds like loads of fun
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REST you may be a super woman , but you are not Superwoman hugs
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Hmm... a dominatrix queen... there is a book in there somewhere. Though fatigued, it sounds as if you are very happy and isn't it nice to be inspired? Well, you have inspired me so it will be a busy and productive weekend. Good luck and have fun with your writing.
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I get that way. I do a lot of future planning of stories in my head while I'm listening to my heavy metal playlist working out at the gym. I'm currently working on a multi chapter (probably multiple book) story that I've been posting here. I don't publish, even amateur, but I do like to share the ideas that spring in my head. The children's book sounds very intriguing. I love the part about predicting when blueberry cobbler is coming out of the neighbor's oven. I'm a peach cobbler fanatic but I think blueberry has a certain smell and essence to it that can be extremely fun to work with, having no idea where you're going with the story of course. Glad it's not strep again. Sometimes you just have to recharge. I faced that last night. I was emailing a friend and I could feel my eyes drifting around 10 pm and I just told her "I think I'm about to crash. My body must be needing it." And I did. I woke up around 11 because I set an alarm for it so I can wander off to bed. It doesn't help that I wake up at 4:30 am on the weekends to make it into the gym for two hours of sweat. But that battle rhythm keeps me feeling great and then I let my biological clock follow it's own schedule regardless of zeitgeber. It can result in falling asleep at odd times, but when necessary it speaks for itself. My life seems many times like an endless dance of tohubohu. I hope that Bestie remembers to ask her dance instructor tonight about the Argentinian waltz. She has learned a Viennese waltz that she says is faster than other waltzes she's studied and wasn't sure if the Argentinian was similar or not. Satyr in Sheep's Skin Peruse my many stories at Satyr39s Storybook Corner or my Renaissance Era BDSM fantasy story at Serial Story Reinport39s Crowning Index. 
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I cherish and yearn for those surprising actions-speak-louder-than-words "I'm thinking of and missing you" moments in life. ~Throws up hands~ I plead upon the mercy of the court. I was raised on my grandmother's peach cobbler and it was so deliciously exuberant as to be nearly sinful. Perhaps I have simply never had a properly sinful blackberry cobbler. I'm assuming you make one to rival Ambrosia? I wish I had a friend, a truly close friend, that had the same kind of writing mindset so that I could bounce ideas off of them. You are QUITE fortunate, in my humble opinion. I think in grandeur foreshadowing and epic terms of my story writing and the complexity of characters and future development that most people just stare at me with wide-eyed open-mouthed awe and confusion. Again, that's why I formulate in my head with heavy metal pounding in my ears and sweat pouring from my brow. I will have to write your description down so that I can describe it best to Bestie. Or just bring up your blog on my phone and read it to her when next we meet. Either works. Unfortunately I won't be seeing her for almost a month so I won't be able to visualize the actual step for quite some time. I'm a painful novice at dancing although I fantasize about having the time in my busy schedule to work dance classes in. Historically when I was a sophomore in college my best friend at the time and I were planning on taking a 1 credit hour class in ballroom dancing but regrettably a Calculus class took precedence in our engineering curriculum. My hope is that perhaps one day in the future to have Bestie or someone else equally skilled teach me some dance moves. I've heard her talk about the emotional sexual energy of dancing and I find that subtle interaction highly appealing. Satyr in Sheep's Skin Peruse my many stories at Satyr39s Storybook Corner or my Renaissance Era BDSM fantasy story at Serial Story Reinport39s Crowning Index.
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So there has to be something to it because I've heard Bestie describe the same eye chemistry. The problem that she has described is that the very act of dancing brings out a certain wanton rhythm in her and if she's not careful the men that she dances with pick up on it and misconstrue her intent and, well, she has to be careful with that. It sounds like you face the same struggle, although I would imagine that some of your eye fucking is based on your chemistry with Eyebrows and is likely not to transfer to any partner. But you certainly don't want to send out signals to the wrong sorts. The rumba sounds seductively appealing, as it should. The thought of her hips moving deliciously with my body is something that will likely springboard the both of us into the same kissing and swaying that you describe with Eyebrows. And we kiss so magnificently together. You and I are unfortunately in the midst of the same waiting game. I won't be able to talk to her about the rumba until near the end of July which is when you'll be seeing Eyebrows again. Didn't I say something previously about the long anxious waits providing the perfect crescendo to rejoining someone you miss? Sometimes I hate when my words come back to bite me in the posterior. Satyr in Sheep's Skin Peruse my many stories at Satyr39s Storybook Corner or my Renaissance Era BDSM fantasy story at Serial Story Reinport39s Crowning Index.
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