I’m pullin’ over near your building, I light a candle on the dashboard, we’re chillin’. I knew a girl like you would love a scene like this, you got class but deep down you’re real freakish, you got it all, but you never had a wild episode. – ‘Backseat’ ~ LL Cool J Original journal … More Backseat.
I don’t do reviews. I have opinions that I’d rather keep to myself, unless an opinion is asked of me of course. But let it be told that this is in no way, shape, or form a review. I don’t read erotica. Aside from Anne Rice’s “Exit to Eden” when I was 20 years old, … More How Many Shades Are You?
I stood slightly against the wall, swaying gently to the music and trying unsuccessfully to ignore the pain in my feet from the heels I decided to wear. I swear time stood still when I saw him, just like in the movies. My heart vibrated instantly for him. My friend poked my leg and I … More My. Sexiest. Kiss. Ever.
Men and their egos. I love them. The bigger the ego, the better the conversation (in my opinion anyhow). How great would it be for you to get full bragging rights to an event that involves your big….ego? Imagine being given the title of “Toronto’s Most Cunning Linguist”? Kinda sexy no? Say it with me…..c-u-n-n-i-n-g … More Looking For My Cunning Linguist
I’ve discussed “conversation” (or lack thereof) to the point where I was blue in the face. And I can count on one hand the total amount of men who can hold a conversation with me. Sad right? But we (women) know there’s more of you “cunning linguists” (as my girl HLBB likes to put it) out there. Here’s … More Come & Talk To Me – June 23rd 2011
Original post written by @hl_bb which I approve and co-sign. Please see below. A few weeks ago I issued a challenge: To approach a woman and just have a conversation with her. *crickets* As a woman who loves words, I really worry about some of you and your conversation skills. I also hear the stories … More Come and Talk To Me…..
I approached the shore gingerly, trying ever so hard to enjoy the sand in between my toes. It wasn’t as bad as I’d previously experienced. It was warm. And extra soft, almost sensual. I opened my mind…. I remembered my mother telling me whenever we went on family vacations as a child, “The ocean is … More Shore Love.