Okay, yeah, I’m gonna be a tad bitchy here but I’m wondering…What the heck is wrong with a HEA in real life? Is it too much to expect your spouse to understand the vows you took were not just sweet words said in a romantic setting? And at the first sign that life isn’t doves, roses, and champagne you stay and fight for the love that brought you together, not walk out the door for greener pastures. But wait! Suddenly (six months later) said spouse decides well, hell. Life really isn’t greener in the neighbors yard. All the guys…heck baby, they didn’t mean anything I want to come home. But what do you mean you stopped waiting for me two months ago? That can’t be…. Yes there are two sides to every story, guess what. I don’t want to hear it. Does that make me a bitch? Maybe. But you can’t walk out on a man who is on his knees begging you to stay, night after night. Leave for good(so you say) then beg for forgiveness when said man begins to move on. Especially when said man is my son. So am I a bitch. Yes I am. We’ll get to flirty next time.
May I start with an introductory poem? I hope it pleases.
My decadence precedes me.
Catch the glint of its head,
So reckless and red, reeling.
In its need, unheeding,
Seed building, unyielding,
Determined to plant itself
Firmly in silken flesh
Yearning to glide along
That heated, golden groove
So smooth and soaking
With fingers stroking
Stoking a glittering clit
And into and out of
And leaving no doubt of
The orgasm nearing
And slicker and quicker
And harder and faster
And deeper and thicker
And thrusts evoke moaning
And sighs become groaning
And then the resolving
A liquid dissolving
A spurting, a clashing,
Such uncontrolled thrashing.
A sum of the pleasures
Such sharing of treasures
The senses that light us
The joys that unite us
Eternity follows
In your sweet, sweet hollows
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Now now Lex, as for us not all being bitches it all depends on your definition of a bitch. I personally like to think of it as an acronym. One that means
B. beautiful
I. intelligent
T. talented
C. cunning
H. horny
With that meaning of bitch is there not a woman out there that would love to be one?
I am Dianna. I do book reviews for a couple of different sights. I have a serious addiction to books, movies, music, and tattoos. Yes I said tattoos. I currently am the proud owner of around 17 or so tattoos. I am also a carnie, which for those of you not into the lingo means I work for a carnival, that place with the rides, games, food all the good stuff. Hmmm just thinking of food makes my mouth water for some cotton candy. I will be heading back to work here this week so I am looking forward to having some junk food again.
I will be putting in my 2 cents worth on the books I devour while I am working (got to love a job that lets you read while getting paid).
If you have any questions feel free to ask away…I might even answer them.
Til later,
