The Camel Smiles

The sexual life of the camel is stranger than anyone thinks. At the height of the mating season it tries it on with the Sphinx. But the Sphinx’s posterior passage is clogged with the sand of the Nile, which accounts for the hump on the camel....and the Sphinx’s inscrutable smile.


- Origin unknown

Dreaming

Love, within dreams, its sensation or perceived sensation - the result of our most intimate secrets, secrets that lie within ourselves - overwhelms, transcending the physical. Each touch is magnified a thousandfold, and a gaze obliterates the passage of time. Eternity lies within the burst of REM, that tiny phase that makes up the smallest percentage of our waking day.
To awaken, after such a dream...
Difficult.

The security within the dream, as one hand envelope's the hand of the other, transcends everyday reality where security is dependent - whether consciously acknowledged or not - on an extrinsic set of factors: finance, appearance, occupation....'stuff'

It's within the dream that I feel snug, like nothing can tumble through to crack the surface, and my skin, warmed with the lightest touch, transforms into a true skin - not the type I wear on a daily basis, that's evaluated like I'm some sort of...product, with a use by date. Each caress leaves a silk trail that relaxes my pulse; each joint loosens and deep within, inside the bony cage I'd call my chest (in my waking day), I turn to mush...floating, as my thoughts lighten, and doubt ceases to exist. He is identical to me, and so, within the dream everything else (wars, news, egos, work) ceases to matter.

Brief Moments

It needn't take long. Brief moments, that ignite and coalesce into a hot vortex, are all that are required. In an hour, or make it a half-hour, many journeys unwind. My fingers deftly shed the outer skin of cloth that shields your skin. Your breath gets catches somewhere between your vocal chords and uvula, and your tongue lunges forth like a heat-seeking missile, hell bent on assaulting my lips. A mean weapon of mass intoxication; each cell inside me dances to each tongue lash, and hollers like a fanatical dervish.

Our lips slither, your hands delicately linger -much like the calm before the blitz – and a no holds barred digital assault ravages my vulval terrain. Shoving your fingers into something has never felt nicer than the pivotal moment where your eyes cut through mine, and your fingers dive into my vulval sea, parting each labium to unleash a whispering torrent.

Each generous volatile upward thrust literally keeps me on my toes, and my calves creak under the strain. Sweat swims from our pores, diffuses through our skin and tangos with each air particle, as my raw labia buckle under your voracious onslaught. One finger, two… words fade into grunts and whimpers, and my cunt reaches its maximal stretch when your fingers form a freakish trinity. It fucks me until a salty tear pricks the corner of my eye, my knees liquefy in your presence, and you disengage, to watch me slide to the floor to gain some composure.

There is the floor, and little else. Your fingers languidly slither out of my invigorated aperture, and I then kneel at the altar of avarice. The walls slide into nothing. According to my blurred salty vision, there is you and I, and little else. The metallic slide of your zip, and your firm hoarse voice, delicately asserts your scorched earth policy, where you wish to pulverize me, and my whispering pussy, into the ground, until I tell you I need to die a little in order to slide out of this chrysalis, and fly into an orgiastic crimson sky.

Floating Fantasy

And he said:

You go out to Grand Lake with me this summer to look for the fish I have implanted with transmitters. It is a typical late spring day in NE Oklahoma. 90's and humid so of course you are in your two piece and I am in nothing but, my shorts. As we are setting still in the middle of the lake with the boat you see all these jet skis and you mention that would be fun. I particularly notice you have been watching these two younger guys (21-24 years of age) that were well built . So since I do have Game Warden authority I catch up with them and wave them over. I tell them that you are wanting to take a ride with them and that I will catch up with the three of you later. They say sure as they are eying you and your body and you are giving them the look. They promise me that they will take care of you and I wink at you and I say under my breath that I am more worried about you taking care of them. and then laugh.

So off you go with them jumping waves and of course as you are on back you lightly pinching the drivers chest then going down with your other hand . You then switch off and ride with the other one for awhile doing the same thing. After a while you go back to the ramp with where their friends are and party with them and then you tell them you should go find me again. Only this time you are going to drive. So the one stud gets on behind you and starts playing you. You grab one of his hands and take it down.... You see a secluded cove so you take them there where you stop and the other stud pulls up beside you. You lean your head back and bring his face to you and start french kissing him as he is playing you like an instrument. You raise your top and the other stud is now getting in on some of the action also. However, this doesn't last long as another boat pulls into the cove so you have to shut things down.

On the way back they are telling you about a party they are having at their parents cabin on the lake that night and want you to come. You tell that you will ask me and see what I think. It isn't long and you see me coming back down the lake just finishing up my work. They drop you off and are a little worried what I might say so they leave pretty quickly. Of course I have been thinking about what you might have been up to and can't wait to hear about it and you know how I like it when you turn on guys and act like a little slut. So you tell me and also mention the party and I tell you perfect.

We finish up and then go clean up and then go out for dinner and we talk and tease how you had those young hard bodies wanting you so bad and how you can't wait to be with them for me later that night.

We get to the party kind of late around 10-11pm and their aren't really to many at the party about 7-8 guys and about 3 of them had girl friends with them. Of course the two guys you had been with earlier were telling the other guys about you so when you get there you are automatically the center of attention and you play it to the hilt. Teasing them and after awhile the 3 girls made sure that there boy friends take them home and get them away from you.

Soon we have all had a lot to drink and I can tell that by teasing them you are starting to squirm wanting some. Now there are just 5 of us left and one guy has passed out drunk . The guys just can[t leave you alone so I ask them if they would like to see you strip for them. They are more than ready. I tell them there are rules and they must be followed or it is all over. They are looking at you like they can not control themselves and that turns you and I both on. I make them all sit on the couch and you get up on the coffee table. I tell them that they can not touch you but, you can do anything you want to them.

So do you like where this is going?

Wicked is...

Oh my, now the real fun begins, I would press my shiny breasts together so you could force yourself up between them, make it a tight fit for you, then you would take over sliding in and out. I'd play with your chest hard to make you crazy and play with your other boys. The game warden has stalked his game and made his move by spreading my legs so you could please me. yours. I'm begging for you to hammer me but as usual you won't. After that play you roll me up on all fours, you start to lick and bite my back which goes south where you bite and play with a SLAP a time or two. I turn and say STOP IT and you say that will get me two more. And it does. I reach back to give you a play slap, maybe not a play slap and you grab my wrists, force me over the back of the couch and proceed to overpower me.. I'm screaming with pleasure. With each drive into me you pinch. I buck like a wild whore. Finally, you withdraw, stand me up to face you and give me a huge deep kiss. Then you tell me to crawl to your bedroom and get ready for more.

You are just too wicked.

A devious start

You start to unlatch my bra and I say no and slap your hands away. You push me up against the wall really hard, I almost can't breathe and you tell me you will have your way with me. I smile. That's perfect. While holding my arms with one hand you play with my breasts through my sweater, your other hand starts to explore south and I'm squirming with delight. But you still have on your white shirt and underwear. Soon you stop. Just stop and walk away. I feel alittle strange about that. You sit on the bed and finish undressing yourself. Then you order me to come over to you. I think what now?

A Night in the Canyon

You see the wild look in my eye as he sits and introduces himself. You both look at me and all I can do is share that smile. You can see my eyes say YES! Small talk and dinner and it’s clear night.

His comments to you about me make you smile. Then your comments to him about me make me blush. “Come” he says, “Let’s walk” We walk to the secluded overlook, there’s a sexy breeze in the air. You can stand it any longer, with a steamy kiss and a hand on my breast you back me into him. All I can feel is him on my backside and his hand run to my arse. Soon the back of my dress reveals my thong and cheeks. He is playing with my ass. By now you are play me like a fiddle. I let out a little squeal as you nip. You feel a flood coming on.

We go back to our room, you open the patio doors to a spectacular view of the canyon and the night sky. It takes just a second for both of you to remove my clothes, then I take turns undressing you both.

“She likes to be touched like this.”, your voice is so demanding. You pinch and squeeze me and I moan because the sensation makes me almost explode. The other is starting to sweat, he starts to touch himself.

The night goes on forever, the three of us go at it forever.

I wake up in your arms, to your kissing and stroking. You tell me I have given you what you have wanted all your life. And that makes me smile.

tonight

it's a wonderful night
your body is like a narcotic
some say I fell from grace, but I didn't, I dove from it
And the night slowly turns into day, take me away, find us a place
it's not too late to put on the brakes

Your Face in the Window

hmmmmm......
I caught you walking by the window, smiling.....

Suddenly I slipped into my fantasy. At that point nothing else mattered but pleasing you. You started to please me, wildly touching me. I was hot and becoming soaked.

Rick, commented on the smile on my face and the hint of a wild look in my eye. LOL. I was so turned on by you. On the way back to Rick’s house I slipped off those ‘bobbie brooks’ and we played. I imagined you watching us play. I was slipping in and out of thoughts of you while the play the was going on. By the time we reached the house I was steaming at the thoughts of you.

There was a trail of clothing from the garage to the bedroom. In a frenzy in the bedroom I was bent over the bed with arse exposed. Rick took advantage of the moment. Rick commented how hot that had him. He dropped hisjeans. I imagined those YOUR jeans. I had him so hot that he drove me crazy….I’m sure you would drive me to more than that....Such sensations I had never felt and it was all about you but Rick was the recipient of it all.

I was exhausted but not finished. I fell asleep and into a dream that was even wilder. I dreamnt that you and Rick were taking turns at pleasing me and taking tasteful pictures. There’s one scene where...well, it's too sensitive...WOW......it was way after the ball dropped when I woke from that dream.

I was so turned on my that dream that I woke up and I started imagining hot sex with you again. Rick woke up and when he realized what was going on he delivered sensations that were unreal.

Another couple of hours and...oh my you felt so good. What other part of my body can I give you to please you.... Soon I was asleep from sheer exhaustion. When I awoke Rick asked me what was my New Year’s resolution would be..LOL…I told him it was to mix my FACTS and FANTASIES.

He was pleased…and so were you and so was I.
Happy New Year 'Hot Shot'…

A Fantasy of His

Out into the night air and I notice how bright it is, like the glow from a room filled with candles. It's the full moon. Oh My, I thought to myself, this is a hot time. Just as that thought starts to run the table, you stop me, press me up against your truck. OH GOD, I feel your hardness. I'll do you right now! You start to kiss my neck uncontrollably and I think we might not make into your truck, much less to the club. Then you stop, but not before you have got me so wet. You stop, cold stop. Then with a whisper you say, "You know what most turns me on don't you, you know I want to you have him, don't you?. I smile, seeing the moon reflected in your eyes, and nod NO. You laugh. "Of course you do and I can't wait to see you with him." And I think to myself that if I'm the fish this fish god wants, I'll give him a run. Let's see who might catch whom.

Our hands tangle in the truck. You kiss my palm. Then you are sucking on my second and middle finger. Your tongue feels so hot, swirling between the two and then the constant suck. JUST GET ME TO THE CUB, I think.

We drive up to the valet parking, let me out. I expect you will get out. BUT NO! You drive off ! “What the?” I think. Okay, I ‘know the drill’, how to call a taxi, how to have a good time, how to flirt. I pay my cover and enter a sea of beautiful people and electric music. I’m on my own and that’s fun.

The club is an old three story warehouse. The second and third lofts overlook the main floor. I instantly take off for the third floor loft. I can at least enjoy a drink alone develop my strategy. WRONG! There ‘he’ is. OH NO, I thought, not another one like Brent. But yes, I’m AGAIN hot, in a heart beat. Please look the other way, please. But no, he comes right up to me, introduces his fine self. I return the favor. For one hot second I erase all thoughts of you, until, I looked on down on the main floor. THERE YOU ARE! But his arm went around my waist. I become truly wet. You down there, him up here. The two of you? I think so.

You looked up at the same instance he kissed me. And you went hot. Leaving the two beauties on your arm you climbed the stairs. As you reach the third loft you see us walk off. You look in each party room, can’t find us. One of your ladies finds you though. And she really wants what’s in those jeans. As far as I’m concerned she can have you. At this moment I never thought I would find someone like you, but I have. But you aren’t going to let this moment go.

Down on the main floor you see me being taught how to dance, you see his hands on my waist and ass and the look in my eye. As you let your lady fondle your ass your eyes are on me. I look up and smile at you. I do miss your touch. So I intensify my look at him and I pull him down to whisper in his ear. You and I are both going crazy for each other while with other people. Soon, you see me ditch him and wade off into the crowd. You’ve had it, you want me back. I feel that.

As you reach the main floor, I reach the second level. I look up and see ‘him’ looking down at me. Then I look down and see you looking up and smiling. It’s as though I’m trapped. What to do, what to do. Quick to the exit and to the ladies room where I’ll call a cab, then, sneak out and fool you both. I win! WRONG! As I enter the stairwell, I am met by him coming down the stairs and you standing right in front of me. I stare right into your god-like eyes and smile.

The he walks up. “I think we are looking for the same person.”
And you reply, “Yes we are.”
“Shall we?” he asks
The two of you escort me into the ladies room. The girls in there split as fast as they can because they see the hotness in all of our eyes. But this is just the beginning of a very very hot night.

A Good Hunt - part 4 the sharing

The Sharing…

Her lover took her by the hand and led her to the porch. He whispered his secret wish and she told him how she had anticipated the evening. The creak of the screen door opened to a perfect evening. Clear skies, full moon. Magic happens on a full moon. Teasing, touching to die for and small talk carried on at the porch swing. He didn’t want to bring her to a full boil yet. But she was simmering. It wouldn’t take too much for her to give him everything he could desire. He smiled.

Screen door creaking again, the friend with blankets in hand, “C’mon you guys lets go play under the moonlight.” The friend was assuming a little play would break out…..it would be much more.

Her lover took her over to the quilts, laid her down so softly, and straddled her waist while pinning her hands above her head. The kisses he delivered were unbelievable. While he had her squirming his friend started to remove her fancy little skirt only to reveal the sexiest spider web undies. “Oh my”, the friend whispered.

Her lover let go of her hands and turned around to see for himself; “What we have here is a very hot hot-shot.” He motioned for his friend to sit as he sat her up playing with her panties. The sight of this had his friend in frenzy. “Do you like this?” he asked his friend. His friend answered only by the crazy look in his eyes. Next, he took her blouse up over her head to reveal the same spider web bra, which was so revealing. Now, letting her lean back against his tan chest, he played with her until his friend was begging to have her. She was exposing herself for both of them to enjoy. The moonlight on that glistening body had the friend about ready to scream for it all. The friend plunged in and she arched her back in sheer pleasure.

“Do you want him?” he asked her. She could only moan agreeably. So he let her crawl to his friend. The friend took all of her. Her lover had himself in hand until he could take no more.

“Let’s see how you like these,” her lover said as she sat up on his friend. She arched her back with delight to show off her beautiful body. Her frenzy put her lover in a frenzy to get inside out of the night air.

With her on top her lover massaged oil onto her, onto her body, all over her body. He ordered her to oil his body and to do it right or else. The tone of his voice excited her even more. She loved the slow grind of both of them. She surrendered to both of them with all she had as though she had laid it all at their feet.

Taking and giving all rolled into one pleasurable rush.

It was as much as they all could stand, after some absolutely hard thrusting from both her studs, she moaned and gave a shudder and they finished themselves in a heavy sweat. They lay there enjoying the experience, talking it was the best experience ever. The friend bowed out early but not before he consumed a bit of her. A smile and a kis and the friend was gone. Her lover finished her desserts with long slow motions of his body to die for. When her well was clean he held her close, kissed her face and told her how much she had pleased him. Told her he had never had such a pleasing experience.

Tenderly he welcomed her return to him……

They waved goodbye to his friend from the expansive porch; watched until he was out of sight. Memories of the evening were fresh in their minds. It was a relaxed walk to the train station, laughing and joking. The hunting had been great both in the field and in the mansion. Love and friendships made. They sat facing each other intentionally this time. They made each other smile………………….

STARTLED! She sat straight up in bed! Sweating and breathing hard! She smiled, looked over at his luscious body and stroked the tattoo that guards his back. She started to kiss his backside. It didn’t take much to wake him nor too much for him to proceed with his own desires.

As he looked up at her, he said, “I have a surprise for you today on our hunting trip,” he laughed. She smiled. She knew.

A dream? Yes. Reality? Yes.

A Good Hunt - part three

Dinner and dessert…

Birds dressed and on ice, the last thing to do before dinner was to clean up. Walking up the staircase with his hand on her arse she was falling into a sizzling fantasy. He knew it too. “I’ll take over from here”, her lover whispered as he undressed her, placing her gently on his bed. She was still wet from her own pleasuring. He enjoyed her with all his tongue could give. She arched her back fiercely as they played.

Forcefully he grabbed both her wrists and lifted her out of his bed and marched her into the shower. The wild defiant look in her eye told him she did not like to be interrupted. But, as his hands went from forceful to gentle she began to smile, enjoying the way he was washing every inch of her body. He asked her to sit so he could shave her and she obliged. Then it was her turn. He leaned spread eagle against the shower wall while she soaped him from his ankles to his face, with a little extra hand washing of his arse. When he turned to face her she could not resist him, all of him. There was something so exciting about the way she got after it. He groaned with delight. “Ohhhh, there’s really no time for this.” He moaned. “Oh?” she laughed with her mouth full. But she consented to stop, save it for later. Out of the shower they toweled each other off.

His gentle toweling caused her to become very quiet, very submissive. She knew what was happening. His kisses became gentle as though she was a baby. His touches carried the same tenderness. He was handling her like glass, like a precious gift. As he dressed her he watched the delight in her eyes. She was his pleasure. As he held her he whispered how turned on he became seeing her with his friend. “Will you please me, will you let me share you?” he whispered. The smile on her face, the look in her eye, her touch told him…yes. Time slowed as they gazed into each other’s soul. His thoughts were about how best to present her, to show her off. Her thoughts were about pleasing her lover, being his perfect gift.

‘DINNER!!!” the friend shouted at the bottom of the staircase. His bellowing shocked them back into reality.

She descended the staircase; her beauty hit the friend between the eyes like buckshot. She became the main course of conversation at the meal. Both studs flirting, joking, and laughing with their beauty. Carrying their dishes to the kitchen, she accidentally, well, maybe intentionally, backed into the friend. Turning to catch her, the friend threw his arms around her waist. “Oh my, I’m sorry,” he said looking at her lover. “Feels pretty good, eh?” her lover laughed. The friend seemed choked as his arms slowly left her waist, but not before a parting brush to her backside. She pressed into his hand for a hot second. Her lover pressed into her front side as placed his wares in the sink. This made her a delicious sandwich between the two. “Share dessert?” her lover asked his friend. She smiled and squirmed and they were hot! From the front her lover’s hands went straight to her hot spot; the friend began the same from behind. This sent her into frenzy. Two different hands probing in and out, playing with her clit, her lips. One hand was familiar, the other was new, and as good as she thought. “Let’s go out on the porch”, her lover laughed. “You guys go get comfy and I’ll clean up this mess”, the friend laughed back.

It was a hot evening, the locust were humming their song, the screen door opens with a screech and then slams

A Good Hunt Part Two

………Early morning

He woke her up by massaging her . He experienced such sensations from the evening before that he could not resist. He was addicted. She swept her long brown hair to the side; smiled at him from the corner of those blue eyes, told him she liked this wake up call. She became excited in an instant and wanted him to enjoy all of it. Slowly he started his enjoyment…. so relaxed. It wasn’t long before she was begging for more. He played. When he felt her relax he played even more. By now she was begging. But he would deny her request and continue his play. He just wanted to tease her. She could not believe his tongue and hands. She was so excited, he tried to take it all. When she calmed he finished himself. They napped awhile then talked about what they enjoy and, what they would enjoy in the coming evening.

Up and out of bed, they hit the steamy shower. “Would you shave me?” she asked. “Not until tonight”, he replied. “Would you braid my hair?” she laughed. “Nope.” he laughed back. “Well, will you play with me?” as she squeezed herself for him. He could NOT let go of that opportunity and didn’t let go of her until she was begging him to stop. He didn’t stop right away. Dried and dressed he hurried downstairs to get his guns, dog and meet her surprise…his best hunting buddy.

She was dressing when she saw a truck heading up the driveway. Walking out onto the porch of the mansion, she gently rubbed herself. Wonder who this is she thought. She was anxious to hit the fields with her lover. Hair braided, dressed, she hurried down the oak staircase only to run smack into ‘him’. He grabbed her and begged for forgiveness. She begged to be in his arms a little longer. Her lover explained this was his hunting buddy and he would join them. The beauty smiled at both of them as though she already knew what was ahead. “I’m glad you like my friend.” he said as they walked to the truck, gazing into her blue eyes. Those blue eyes watched his friend all morning long. A fantasy stirs in her mind.

Finally, lunch. Watching her two handsome men walk up to the truck she could only imagine what it would be like to have both of them. He walked up to his beauty and planted a steamy kiss on her. She loved the way his tongue felt in her mouth…. strong and hot. Of course he pinched her and she squealed just a bit. The friend laughed, until she reached up and planted a hot kiss on him. “Take that!” her lover laughed at his friend.

Little did her lover know his friend had his own fantasy starting to brew. The friend watched her prepare the tailgate meal. Hummingbird arse, he wondered how it would feel. Beautiful ripped arms, pretty manicured hands he could see on his body. What would it be like to run his hands down her body? Would she moan with delight? He thought so. What if her lover kissed the back of her neck and he pressed into her from the front. Whew, he needed to take care of the bulge in his jeans. Need food…….

She watched as they teased each other about missed shots. Anticipation of the possibility of having both of them excited her. She noticed both of them were staring. She was absolutely turned on at the sight of his friend. If the friend only knew how his strong body, dark hair, and searing brown eyes had her hot. Well, maybe he did. How much would she let him have? How much would he take? Take all you want, give nothin’ back she thought. What would be his best move? Could she handle all of him? Thoughts of him undressing her drove her wild. Thoughts turned to action as they walked back into the fields; she pleasured herself with thoughts of having both her lover and his friend. From her head to her feet she felt all of him.
All of this was working out very well.

A Good Hunt

The beginning…………….


Quite by chance they were seated facing each other. He was headed west for a few days of hunting. She was ‘hunting’ as well. She had long brownish blonde hair and electric blue eyes. His rugged good looks were breathtaking. Stolen looks turned into long hard stares. She noticed the hardness in his jeans growing. She teased him by taking off her jacket to reveal a tight pink sweater. He stared at what was going on under her sweater and smiled.

Suddenly she broke off the stare. “What’s wrong hot shot?” he asked, “Can’t take it?”
“I can take all of you”, she replied with a beautiful smile. He rubbed his jeans, she sat in revealing comfort, just a hint of her showed. He could not take his eyes off of her, any part of her. She motioned for him to come sit beside her. He stood up towering over her for a second so his zipper would be in her face; she ran her hands over him and squeezed just enough. By the time he sat beside her she had run her hands where he wanted. She placed a finger on his lips. He obliged with his tongue. That was not the last time he would hear her moan.

She turned a bit more to face him, swept her flowing hair back. “What are you hunting?” she asked. He couldn’t resist her any longer. “These.” He said as he stared at her sweater and quite to his delight, her body responded. “Come with me?” he asked. She asked him to pinch tighter before she nodded her head yes. The train slowed, they both stood to gather their composure. Suddenly the train jerked to a stop. Thrown together, he held her from behind running his hands down her sides to her arse and back up to her breasts. She melted into him in a way he could not believe.

His mansion was close to the station, so they walked. The closer they got the faster the walk. He could not take his eyes off her flowing hair and beautiful eyes. She could not keep her hand off his arse. Anticipation was building.

With his hand on the base of her neck he whisked her into his paradise. On every wall hangs a trophy bird or fish or four-legged creature. Plush furniture and carpets fill every room. Sunlight turns to prisms through the etched glass windows. His home stirs her soul. Is this a dream?

While he starts a fire she heats up on her own. Slowly she removes her clothes; he does a double take as he looks up from the hearth. So, he just leans back on his elbows and enjoys the show. Twisting and grinding she twirls her ass down to his face. She plays; he plays. Running his fingers down her back, he smacks her arse hard enough to leave a handprint. The stroke of his hand more than once gets them to boiling. Looking over at the small solid game table, looking back at her arse, he smiles. “Perfect fit,” he thinks. Standing up he takes the beauty from behind and whispers his desire to have her. He leads her over to the table. She’s just a bit defiant. Deliberately he bends her over the table, stretches out her arms, and instructs her not to move. “Watch me,” he demands. She doesn’t twitch as she watches him undress then remove four white silk ties from a drawer. He secures her outstretched arms to the top of the table legs. Her legs spread are tied to the bottoms. Pressing his chest to her back he feels her body respond to his sensations. The slow love dance starts with kisses to the back of her neck. Kisses slowly proceed south. With strength and skill the warrior begins to dominate her body, her thoughts. Each move intensifies her desire to surrender more to him. THEN…total surrender. The gates of her temple thrown open, he is welcomed in. Part of him disappears, she appears in his heart.

Delicate treatment of his spoils and tender intimacy continue well into late evening.


.....to be continued

Sexiest Men for 2006

Every year for the sistahood I produce a list of men I know who are too sexy for themselves. Some I've had relations with, some not, but sex is not necessarily what makes them sexy. They are men from my life, my job, my fun, they are nationwide, they could live next door to you, hmmm - for 2006 they are:

1. Robb McDonald - my S.O., last year he was ranked 5th, but as my confidence rose in him as a human being so did his ranking. He is honest to a fault, not that the following aren't but hey, he's my lover. Our relationship has reached new heights...or angles....or....whatever. I deserve him.

2. Troy Pearcy - this is where he's ranked forever. Troy and I worked together for years. He's bald, handsome and so sexy. He's a prankster, he's a genius. He's married and he honors that over all else. That's sexy.

3. Brent Gordon - ranked 6th last year. But, I have come to believe the man has a heart to go along with the ability to BOIL the waters he walks upon. A little more age and we'll have the next Bond....James Bond. He looks like Brett Favre if that tells you anything. YIKES!!! He's hot.

4. Rick Cockrum - yes, that's the last name. The sistahood calls him Scrat. As handsome as Brent but as hard to handle as jello or slick-um or something. Funny and smart and a politician, if you ever see him work a room you will drool. He named his boat The Millineum Falcon. I love that boat, for various reasons! Him and his boat are hot.

5. Tony Dorsett - wasn't on the list last year . God, I thought he was just a running back. Whew slick moves baby. Encore!

6. Tom Sapp - wasn't on the list last year. We've known each other for quite sometime through the horse show world. He is so funny and has the deepest heart you would ever want to handle. Besides he thinks I'm funny and he reads all my blogs.

7. Greg Graham - new to the list as well. He's a Sr. VP where I work. When he says hello he calls me by my first name and looks me straight in the eye. Whew....but hey he's married, but I think he's looking. I'm not.

8. Dan Tripps - the love of my life for almost 30 years. We never had an 'official' relationship but we loved each other. Last year he was first on the list. But his life has fallen into the rut of materialism. I think when he asked me for $35K loan I just snapped. Oh well we all have materialistic desires. His need to keep up with the Jones's slammed him down the list. But I love him.

9. Michael the Bike Mechanic - in his own way he has worked his way onto the list. He's gay. I could be his best friend. I bike about 5000 miles a year. I NEED him!

10. Brian Somthing-or-Other. He owns Double Shot Coffee Company. Starbucks sued him about his name for his company, they sued, he countered, he won. He's young and energetic and is a moutain biker. He lives in an apartment with no gas or electric, to save money! It's not a sexual thing that attracts me. It's an energy thing. GO BRIAN!

And there you have it. My ten hot men for various reasons.