Just My Personal Opinion, Of Course...

Veils binding, blue, silver shining Then unwinding, she drops it, head begins moving Arms flowing, up and down, then intertwining Wrists twisting, finger cymbals set the beat Slowly sensuously, her silver breast shimmies Hips find a contrasting movement Jutting her hip first left and then right Bending her knee, she gathers her veil Circling she bumps her hip, each separately Stimulating, she circles, enticingly           Catching the faster beat,                     She shimmies and twirls                               Lost in the wonder, loving the dance                                         Veil flying free, as freely as she.. . ~~~ http://alina-bellydancer.ca/images/alina_lunge.jpg

Music calls to me. .. I begin to sway                                   Instead, she calls from within I Climb into my secret cave Where music can't be heard. ..                                    Too Afraid to Dance Unless...     Unless... Unless...just for you...? http://www.jewishjournal.com/images /photos/aila_bellydancer_061507.jpg

His beard brushed over my breasts first softly touching, then roughly as he suckled my nipples, I held his head to me loving to watch his head move from one to another... Suckling over and over, my body arching  as his mustache tickled the rigid tips, red and bruised... As he continued, I then went rigid... coming-- from his ministrations...  ~~~ 

http://www.123rf.com/ "When I woke him up this morning, I dropped the thong on his chest from the babydoll lingerie I bought this week. I never wear the thongs that come with babydolls, sine I prefer to go commando. "But I thought he might like a "souvenir." Any man who seduces me with my own books deserves a treat. Purrrrrr... ~~~ Being Naughty: The Life & Times of an Erotica Novelist (Memoir Series) By Laura Stamps I met Laura through her poetry  which I thoroughly enjoyed, so if you enjoy poetry click over there to read my thoughts... On the other hand, when I went out to explore further, I found that all the rest of her writing is in one area... So, if you aren't into erotica, you'll have to be satisfied with her beautiful poetic words. Now, I have to immediately admit that I did not really read the blurb for this book, so was totally surprised to learn that it was an edited version of Laura's blog. I enjoy reading blogs,

His compelling eyes stare at me He seems to read into my thoughts Suddenly his hands encompass The pearl-white breasts that lounge unfettered... and waiting...  I love to have him touch me there His hands moving, surrounding, His fingers playing, strumming, His tongue, encircling His lips sucking  His eyes search mine As he starts moving downward Then registers surprise and delight When I, too, relocate So that our eyes now focus...    He sees my blond bush and starts to wander around I explore and tease, already... enjoying the coming thrusts of his desire for my lips...   ~~~

c. 1800-1803 (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) "You are so beautiful! Your hair is shining. You have a beautiful figure! You feel so good in my arms! I missed you so much! I love you to no end! Let's make love right now!" "Just like a typical guy years younger, Max is always ready to go before I am. "I am so horny," he whispers hoarsely into my ear. I smile, enjoying his eagerness... "I want to kiss you all over," he mumbles into my neck as his hands begin to roam... "There's something I want to do, and I hope you will allow me." he begins, rather formally... "I want to kiss you all over and lick your vagina!" "I gasp, feigning shock. "I'll let you as long as you do it as long and as thoroughly as you did last week." "We did it last week?" ~~~ Ageless Erotica Edited by Joan Price I met Joan on line a number of years ago when she was writing a book. Finding her name in my files, I we

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This is Not A Review... This article will appear only on this Blog... Most of us have a never-ending battle between the good and bad sides we have... Please don't tell me we don't have them--you know we do... One of the things that keeps us from many of the bad things we might choose is Love. God's Love, Human Love, Agape Love, Love for our countries...and, yes, love of our ideals--what makes us uniquely ourselves... For instance, when I was hating what was happening to me at work, I would oftentimes leave there and head for an action movie... Where I could imagine that one of the "good guys" was punching on my boss...LOL So I admit to having some thoughts of violence, revenge... What I've been able to do, however, as I near the end of my own life, is to keep all violence only as a few thoughts to be quickly forgotten... And, never, yes, never could it have been entwined with love! My first article referred to human trafficking... This is one

English: Called To Rescue Icon (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) Trafficking of women, children and men (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) Human trafficking. Main origin (red) and destination countries (blue). Data from United Nations Office on Drugs and Crime (UNODC) 2006 report (http://www.unodc.org/pdf/traffickinginpersons_report_2006-04.pdf) (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) Today is my Birthday... Trafficking In Persons Report Map 2010 (Photo credit:  Wikipedia ) I was wondering if I was now old enough to be myself...Me, I, Moi... You know? When you're at work, you put on your professional face and adapt your actions to the organization for which you work... When you're with your family, you stay away from topics that may be contrary to beliefs, politics, or choices that are routinely made by your family... Actually, what I've found since I've retired is that I have more time to read, to be fairly up to date on what's happening in the world...