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Tag Archives: Lust & Longing
Every day, somebody somewhere sputters, “They ain’t makin’ ‘em like they usedta.” And this is true. So, there I was, watching The Maltese Falcon, thinking about what it is about Bogey that gets me hot and bothered every single goddamned time. See, a guy recently emailed me to lightly chastise me for erroneously attributing the [...]
Food and sex, two of my favourite things. The two, really. Perhaps I’m secretly male. Maybe a hermaphrodite. The Caramilk secret of Steff. Who knows. Anyhow, suffice to say that I don’t really get into porn, so I settle for Food TV. Oh, my freakin’ god, the goodness. Tonight’s a good Food TV night, and since [...]
Ooh, all those piercings. Makes me wonder if you got royalty, too. I dunno, I’ve been with some bad boys, but you might just be the baddest yet. If I get you. If I do… oh. I don’t even think I can tell you the things I’m thinking of doing. The passion that emanates from you… I [...]
i awoke from a dream in the dead of night. this on my mind. * * * shared moments in darkness suggested, stolen but always squandered. a refuge in this detached loneliness, you’re nothing of permanence just fleeting in the stupid immature hopes something more might be but in reality nothing can be, nor will be as all things [...]