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How about an unripe banana?Sorry, Detective, and beating me with your hose won't make me talk either.
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How about an unripe banana?Sorry, Detective, and beating me with your hose won't make me talk either.
Hawt. You could read a takeaway menu and I'd still be enthralled.@Grant55 and @Great_Scot
Y'all are goobers...
Oh, my... thank ya, TomTom. Though I rather not have chains to rattle when nylon webbing is quieter and more gentle on the skin.
I love the poetry, and your narration-- especially when you lower your voice to a sensual whisper. And that's quite an interesting blanket! I didn't notice the faces until you pointed them out -- the one near your knee, and the fingers coming out from under your hand. Was it custom made for you? At least you never go to sleep alone.My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue
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(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.
Do I need to show up in my Ghostbuster uniform to remove said specters of the past?My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue
View attachment 2367404
(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.
Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
I'd like to order a copy in A3 matte finish.Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
@Grant55 and @Great_Scot
Y'all are goobers...
Oh, my... thank ya, TomTom. Though I rather not have chains to rattle when nylon webbing is quieter and more gentle on the skin.
Spooky and Sexy fun to be had@Grant55 and @Great_Scot
Y'all are goobers...
Oh, my... thank ya, TomTom. Though I rather not have chains to rattle when nylon webbing is quieter and more gentle on the skin.
A smidge of Helena Bonham Carter in that shot. Based on one of her famous roles the language must include magical spells.Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
Fine. I'll beat you with someone else's hose.A lady never reveals information about her past lovers... Sorry, Detective, and beating me with your hose won't make me talk either.
Rawr....Yep. I was right.
Thanks, sweetie!Totally enjoying your provocative words and images…. Fuck you’re sexy!
Ewwww........ it goes squishy too fast. LolHow about an unripe banana?
Well, it's not erotic twist on Beauty and the Beast, but I can do it if ya want.Hawt. You could read a takeaway menu and I'd still be enthralled.
It's actually a plain gray blanket! Same one I use in almost all of my bed photos! It just happened to turn out this way which is both cool and odd...I love the poetry, and your narration-- especially when you lower your voice to a sensual whisper. And that's quite an interesting blanket! I didn't notice the faces until you pointed them out -- the one near your knee, and the fingers coming out from under your hand. Was it custom made for you? At least you never go to sleep alone.
Yes, yes you do... and you should send me a photo asap along with your resume for Ghostbuster qualifications.Do I need to show up in my Ghostbuster uniform to remove said specters of the past?
All kidding aside, a lovely picture and a very nice poem.
Thank you!
You have the most wonderful narrator's voice.
I would like to hire you for the audio version of my book.
I'd rather be swimming with you.Spooky and Sexy fun to be had
Mmmm... I can help you with a cool down massage and shower. Want me to come over and lend a hand?Taking a break from the yard work to cool off and sneak a hello
I agree with that 1000%I'd rather be swimming with you.
I'd love to hear some of these.I have narrated a few lit pieces before. So I have experience should you ever need a bedtime story
What you added is the best, it brings so much to my mind!My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue
View attachment 2367404
(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.
I can't help but come back to this and stare at your tattoos. It makes me want to get more.My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue
(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.
All the better to see us with.Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
So beautiful! Your eyes could launch a thousand... no I need to multiply for inflation... one million rockets.Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
If you need help. Let me know, I stare at them too.I can't help but come back to this and stare at your tattoos. It makes me want to get more.
Oh, Purple, I love all of this so very much. The quote is perfect, and so are you.
"Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown
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I have much in common with your spirits--stay your sage and banish me not.My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue
View attachment 2367404
(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.
Let’s see, I have my own gear, I’ve been a fan of the franchise for forty years, and I’ve had some actual experiences with the paranormal.Yes, yes you do... and you should send me a photo asap along with your resume for Ghostbuster qualifications.
And thanks, darlin'!