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Do you ever look at the driver in the other car?...or just the car? How many of us are driving along and only see the machines, the minimum requirement of what is actually going on inside our own car. For safety we know the car is there, but what is going on beyond that other windscreen does not matter. We drive along to the corner to make a right turn and slow to a roll at the red light...not really stopping. Checking to our left we see an oncoming car that we have just enough distance to get around the corner in front of, causing them to have to slow down and brake due to our vehicle pulling out. Then, when they honk, we give them the finger and claim they are the stupid fucks who should grow up. Another example as you pass any [Read more...]
In this photo, I am missing two things... First, Canada's sensuality..eroticism...our libido is based around winter. This picture is two years ago...and we have not really had snow since. We need the snow to warm up, as we do so well with bodies working together in front of roaring fireplaces while warm beverages wait for us to finish... Second thing...traded in the hybrid today...and this will likely be the last picture of it that I recall. Now I need to break in the new car properly...any volunteers?
Lonely, abandoned Kicked off in throes of passion A simple voyeur
Press play Who the hell are you? You, there...with those sexy legs...sexy lips...sexy hips... You're messing with my head. I'd give you the Moon if you asked, but would rather stay in your shadow from the sunlight just to get that hint of red shine from your hair. I would stand close just to get that whiff of your scent...that hint of a glance...that brush of a touch from your hand even if by accident. As the old Genesis tune goes, I can't dance...I can't sing...I'm just standing here selling everything ...but for you, I would carry a tune and a rhythm until you cum just from the beat. To feel you move with me...to feel your heart beat...to drive that smile. I claim to be the opposite...but my inner romantic wants to run along [Read more...]
On a Saturday morning it is still dark and yet I am awake in this big half-empty bed. Or is it half-full? Or do I need new jokes as I have used this one too often? I recall the last time I woke up next to a woman I took that opportunity to wake her by rolling over and sliding in. This is a scene I have also mentioned often. This woman, a friend still, taught me something. I have something of an oral fixation...both directions in that I love the taste and love to be tasted. Anyone reading my work would see that. I will likely end up like a George Carlin when I am 70-something and still making up blowjob stories. As we wander the pages of, say, Tumblr with all the artsy black and white erotica...and in all seriousness, sex would be much [Read more...]
It has all gone wrong Get your pitchforks and torches Something in my eye
Back on the bus again. We just pulled out of the Cleveland Greyhound depot...strange time sitting there. The buses heading to places like Cincinnati and Pittsburgh all had severe searches of bags. When we boarded, however, no security in sight. Wonder what that says about Buffalo? So it is a sunny day and about 5:30 this coach will pull into the terminal in Buffalo, NY. We have stops in Ashtabula, Ohio and Erie, Pennsylvania. An hour lay over in Buffalo and then on to a new bus heading to the border. Not certain on all the stops on that trip, but I assume Niagara Falls, St Catherines, Hamilton, and Burlington before I get off in Mississauga. This was a good weekend. An eye opener in more ways than one...in a good way. Found another [Read more...]