snufficate

Sometimes the oddest things happen when you check your email.

It's too early in the morning for vaugely rhyming metaphores that remind me of my favorite meta-whore

Your beauty is a sin sold too late,
to a buyer who won't appriciate,
the depraved desires that you create,
he only wanted you
'cause you matched his drapes.

but she won't deliver drugs during the Sabbath

The internet is great for showing me that all my awesome ideas have already been thought of.
Can't let that keep us from trying, now can it?

The Knitting Circle was canceled on account of snow. Rescheduled for tomorrow.

So many projects in my mind and yet never start any of them (a constant complaint of the masses, right?).

Here is a list:

Fan Art (any art for that matter)
Comic Book
Ukulele practice
Mandoline practice
Moving
Writing
The Craft Supplies Bondage Project
T-Shirt project
Quilt Pattern Coloring Book

and yet I...
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Knitting circle tonight.

It'll be my second one and maybe I'll be able to remember all the steps to get a scarf or something going. As always I have such big plans for my eventual developed talent and also as always I feel debilitating procrastination looming on the horizon. Working with the Mary who runs the quilting circle will help though, since she'll always check...
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I was surprised
by how many lies
she could hide between her thighs

So I have a sex slave. That is I could have a sex slave. It's what she wants. To be my filthy dirty whore. To me, the odd thing is the "be my" part is important point. She doesn't want to be a filthy dirty whore unless it she is being whorish for me.

We aren't dating. We are just friends. Or we were. Now...
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Breakfast is over.
I have pinned her up against the counter
while she was putting
her dishes in the sink
for what I thought was
a quick make out session
before we headed off to school.

But then I put my hand
on the counter for balance
and it lands on a carving knife.

Suddenly I'm feeling playful.

Keeping her occupied with my mouth on...
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She laughed.

"You're naked and I still have my underware on."

I looked up from caressing her belly. She was right. I didn't even want this. It took hours of seduction to wear me down but here I was and she still had her panties on. Maybe it was the way she laughed or the fact that I had let her put me in this...
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