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All In The Art of Loving You
"Our love - and how we make it - is our priceless masterpiece."
Where I place my passion,is in the art of loving you,to create a chain reaction,when we begin anew. If you multiplied a fraction by a trillion brilliant stars,that wouldn't represent,how far away we are. How far away from sorrow,from emptiness and pain,we'll truly...
A Trip to St Louis
"Sir and Gabrielle."
Sir Vincent arrived at the private airfield attached to San Francisco International Airport in, as he himself would describe it, a cunt of a bad mood. The weather was far too hot for him, and he had a hangover that...
Ashley Art Model: Part Four
"The buttery metallic sweetness flowing down my throat tingled..."
Taylynn's sock was finally gone from our dorm door as Ipassed to stand in front of Kiera's. For once, she was not spreading her legs for her boyfriend. Shocking. It seemed all she ever wanted to do was show her...
Ashley Art Model: Part Three
"I felt the combination of my hood pulling back and my clit pushing forward in its erectness."
Taylynn's sock was still hung on our dorm room doorknob as I passed by. I couldn't believe I had cum before her or even before her boyfriend exploded. I had to laugh a little. Then I wondered if that actually...
The Rake: "It's fascinating how the perception of people towards an activity, thought and sometimes even a person changes with a change in environment." At least, that is what Rhea contemplated as she walked the length of the art gallery,...
Paint my lips by kissing meSculpt me in your armsThis room shall be our studioWhere we create our art Too fluid to be capturedAnd set within a frameToo sacred to be notedOr garner any fame Yet lasting and indelibleThroughout both...
Jennifer’s New Life, Part II
"Jennifer's life departs further from the normal"
Then Julie went to the hospital to deliver Ty's baby. Jennifer was in the waiting room while Julie was in delivery. Jennifer, Ty, and I were in the waiting room with one other young couple. We explained to them that...
I can't look back, at what I left in my wake; it's already time to go once more. Would have left a note, if I had a shred of tact, but I just allowed myself one last mistake... Didn't say...
A Portrait From Life
"An artist and his model."
The Mission District is my home. San Francisco has been where my family has lived for generations. We were here long before the Anglos came to California. I live and work in my loft studio. It's located just a few...