from: missticy35@gmail.com to: jmartin_jones@gmail.com date: Mon, Jan 2, 2012 at 6:13 AM subject: Probably nothing It started on my back. A vaguely tender spot that I absently rubbed at...
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Wish You Were Here
The Stand In: Version 2
I started this story a while ago. I thought I’d ended it and then today I realized I hadn’t; that there was another voice in the story. It needed...
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In My Hands
Take your hands away from your balls. Stow them safely behind your back and breathe. You need to know exactly how much I could hurt you. How much you...
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On Pornography: Towards a revised definition
I’ve complained a great deal about the way in which all sexually explicit material of any sort is called ‘pornography’. And I’ve often insisted that what I write is...
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Kiss Me
Kiss me without reservation or calculation or malice aforethought. Kiss me like a drowning man gasps for air and takes in water. Kiss me with your body beheaded, reaching...
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As the venerable Edward R. Murrow would have said: “Good night, and good luck”.
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lepidopterists
The Lepidopterists – Part 9
As the girl reached up to pull all that wet, unruly red hair off her face, Yvette saw them. A fleeting moment of eye contact told her that Daniel had seen them too. The scars. It was impossible not to wonder what else this perfectly beautiful young woman had done to herself to accommodate...
The Lepidopterists – Part 8
“I couldn’t help it!” Jessica wailed as Yvette and Daniel entered the room. It was obvious what she was referring to: her thighs were streaming wet and a puddle of liquid had gathered on the wood floor beneath where she sat. “Oh, my! What a filthy little slut!” Yvette allowed a stage-like resonance to...
The Lepidopterists – Part 7
The lights from the pool cast an electric blue glow over the garden. They swam a few laps together, then Yvette rolled onto her back and floated in the water, listening to the strange, tortured cries coming from the upper floor. The sound moved Yvette in ways that almost defied description. It fascinated and...
The Lepidopterists – Part 6
They stood and watched Jessica writhe and jerk. Her eyes were shut tight, her thighs trembled and she made sounds that ranged from murmurs to full-throated groans. Between her legs, her juices had stained the crotch of her panties a darker cerise. “Isn’t that the vibrator I bought you? The German one?” Yvette folded...
The Lepidopterists – Part 5
Half-naked, Jessica tugged furiously against the cuffs. The steel grated and rattled against the wrought-iron of the chaise, but it was old and built to last. She wasn’t going anywhere. As she kicked and screamed and began to cry, Daniel came into the room, his formal suit exchanged for a t-shirt and a loose...
The Lepidopterists – Part 4
Daniel pressed a kiss to Yvette’s temple. She was certain he could feel the familiar pulse of blood rushing through her vein there. “Can you manage?” He looked at Jessica as she struggled to get up. “Or shall I do the honours?” Her eyes met his and the excitement hummed between them. “Oh, no....
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Kiss Me
Kiss me without reservation or calculation or malice aforethought. Kiss me like a drowning...
The Switch
From urbane and measured, I can smell the turn instantly. A word, a tightness...
In My Hands
Take your hands away from your balls. Stow them safely behind your back and...
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You don't say 'no' to Shindo. And if you do, there's a very steep price to pay.
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