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By Angela Thorn
Just a short poem so please come in to my home.
Poetry | Updated Mar 19, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I thought I was headed for a relaxing visit to the spa...but little did I know I'd have to face the challenge of ridding myself of an unwelcome guest: a little bug hitching a ride on my car. What ensued was both partially true and partially ridiculous. I think we have all been here before...
A very short dream about a young man in the big city looking for love in the wrong place and finding something other and more instead.
By Bolt Thrower
A short and essentially rather boring true story, demonstrating how pathetic I am at being able represent the male of the species. Some serious notes but mainly none.
The protagonist 'He' meets a 'Her', and out of some strange cocktail of immaturity, inexperience and just stupidity, is unable...
By Sandy Appleyard
Diagnosed with Scoliosis at age twenty three, there was little doctors could do to help her. She was faced with daily discomfort or pain, fear, and not knowing what future complications the medical condition would bring. The author illustrates to the reader what the last twelve years have...
By Loving Eros
Find best New York sensual massage and tantra specialist girls with passion, love and sexuality. Find more info about tantra massage, hot body massage, most erotic and sensual healing massage therapy in New York City.
Just a short story about a woman's thoughts as she puts her lover back to sleep through a descriptive massage.
By Turtle Winds Firewalker
What is Cherokee bodywork? Cherokee bodywork heals the sickness with laying on it of hands. They used their hands to clean the body, to remove heavy energy and to restore physical and spiritual balance. I used chants, drumming and singing to align themselves and their patients with the energy...
on December 12. Â© All rights reserved
Grab some lotion, spread it on.
Hey baby me again,
Got tired of playing solitare and reading books so I'm writing you. Guess I should tell you some of my history. O.k. here we go. My alcoholic stems from a lot of things
1. It runs in the family. My parents are both Alcoholics. I