EXAMPLE: Write about the snow, from a little boys point of view.
Something like that.
So, is anyone interested????


IndefiniteHe sat, huddled between my brother and me, whistling a jaunty tune I did not recognize. But this night did not seem to require a tune with such jaunt. It was an eerie night, one such a city experienced every now and then. But a city this was not. Just a small pub somewhere out in the far countryside. I do not believe we were even on the map.Indefinite
"This drink shall be my last, Sir Dyles!" My brother slobbered on my shoulder, quite joyously. "Tis what you said five minutes ago, you drunkard." I said, unenthusiastically. The drink did not seem to satisfy my aching heart tonight.


4812 NicholsonIt may just be a house. A house I no longer visit. One I live at no more. The house we sold to someone we don't know.4812 Nicholson
It may just be a house. Some 40 odd years old; with a beautiful addition on the right, and nice old bricks on the left.
It may just be a house. A house with old, stubborn, hard-to-get-open windows, and doors that seem to shut on their own.
It may just be a house. One with a kitchen that's falling apart. The tiles gone from
the walls, and the linoleum r


My Thousand PrayersJust for some money to get by for the next week,My Thousand Prayers
I convince myself,
as I sit in the passenger seat. He doesn't know me,
and I don't know him, all he knows is my name
and where I work
on the street.
"Tonight, I'll make you
scream like no other
man has," he smiles,
with the heat of an
aroused man. I try to look like I'm
interested and fully there, but I'm just trying to do
what I can.
He pulls up into the
driveway of a mansion, and comes over to
my side to let me out. "I didn't know you l


Self-Gratification~June 14 2005~Self-Gratification
A self-discovery filling me with gratification
my legs quiver my heart races
I'm overwhelmed with delight fingers roam lightly
tenderly
knowingly
I know what spots to hit the exact rhythms that I enjoy
Touching my body caressing myself my back arches breath quickens faster moving my fingers like a pianist on his piano I know what keys to press


Horny Roommates Part 1Tessie began to take off her tight white shirt and bra. She gazed at her firm, perky breast and appreciated what she saw inHorny Roommates Part 1
the bathroom mirror. As she took off her blue capri pants and white thong, Tessie began to ponder how her pink pussy
looked like. She rummage through drawers in her bathroom. "I know it's in here somewhere. I never moved it from the
bathroom," Tessie thought to herself. She searched everywhere for a small circular mirror that she kept in the bathroom.
She wanted to take a peek at her slightly moist slit. "Yes! I found it!: shes said out loud. Placing it betw


Horny Roommates Part 2"Take off your clothes and get in with me. This is going to be very erotic!" replied Tessie. Arial began to take off her work clothes and Tess continue to masturbate. "Don't get another orgasm without me, you little hornyHorny Roommates Part 2
slut," Arial said jokingly.
AS she entered the bathtub, Tessie began to suck on Arial's hard peachy nipples. As Tess was licking Arial's C cup
breast, Arial began to rub Tessie's throbbing cunt. Tess was filled with wild hot arousal so she grabbed Arial by her small waist and
began to kiss Arial. It began as a slow and soft kiss which t


CompassionIt pains my heart, to know you're not well, I wish I could help you, but only time will tell.Compassion
I know if I could see you, you'd feel better in part, I could hug away bad emotions, my darling sweetheart.
I care for you so much, at times I have cried, I don't know what I'd do, if ever you died.
If only there were something, that I could do, a magical fix, I'd do anything for you.
you will make me feel honor if the book is going to publish
tnx again
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