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Post by Ivan Carswell on Feb 18, 2008 21:51:36 GMT -5
This beast sees through eyes tuned to lesser light; delights in love’s deft touch – senses sharpened in scent and echoes. And in the bite bright teeth savour romantic flavours rich in saliva of familiarity. This is the beauty in the beast I see. She gives with no aim but pleasure of being, sings harmony with ease. In purest gaze says she loves me with her amber eyes, a liquid tongue to taste the soothing truth of me. © 2 February 2008, I. D. Carswell
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Post by Dunstan Attard on Feb 20, 2008 12:52:50 GMT -5
engaging flow and vivid imagery at each comfortable turn
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Feb 21, 2008 11:40:04 GMT -5
Holy cow are you a lucky man!
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Post by Ivan Carswell on Mar 31, 2008 2:41:06 GMT -5
;D Thanks guys, Ferny Wood Abigail Belle is an atavistic lover who has no scruples... I'm merely a necessary convenience she toys with from time to time - when she's not seeking ultimate expressions of [glow=red,2,300]JRT(hood). [/glow]
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