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A single girl in the world has got to have an outlet.  My writing has served as a wonderful outlet to my feelings, fantasies, dreams, and pain.  Below you will find an often changing sample of my current and old works.  Enjoy!

• Dead Rocks

             I watched his lips make a red fleshy “O” and I heard the whoosh of air pass through his lips.  I saw the flame flicker, resisting him, yet failing miserably.  Then it went out.  I sighed.  The dark seeped into my body like cigarette smoke in a bar.  I could smell it and feel it, cold. 

            I knew he was going to do it again.  He thought he was my world but he was wrong.  The bastard knew he was wrong.  He took my body and maneuvered it.  I couldn’t stop him so I just did it.  My body grew colder.  He thrust it in...again....and again.  I smelled the formaldehyde, and the machine was still churning.  

            Some people would say he was sick, but when I think about it, hey, the guy wants to get his rocks off, why not?  It’s not like I care.  I mean who am I to talk.  As a matter of fact I can’t talk so it doesn’t make any difference at all.  He’s done. 

            I see the light from a parking car in the lot outside.  Probably one of the detectives coming down to see if he found anything...incriminating.  Of course he didn’t really find anything, unless you count that birthmark under my left breast.  It’s really ok... if he wants to fuck a stiff, who can blame him. 

            He turns the light on and I can see he put on that black apron again.  Well here we go with the cutting again.  Gee that scalpel is cold.

            You know I was just thinking...no wonder this guy fucks stiffs, I mean come on who in life would wanna fuck a mortician?  Gosh that’s really gotta suck.  Oh well.

              Here comes that annoying light on me again, now wait, this is different...guess its time for me to go now.  But, “ Hey buddy, yeah you, the mortician.  Thanks for the last fuck, ya made me all warm and gushy inside.  That’s nice to know ya cared...even if it was just so you could get off.”  Ahhh, what am I doing?  He can’t hear me.  Time to go now. 

• Able

Damn, you are so fuckable

sitting there with your dark eyes looking past me

and you don't even think me

You bastard you should know this ride

strap yourself in tight because

it will hurt so good when I get ahold of you

You smirk because you don't know

what your are in for you've rubbed yourself raw

thinking about a feeling like me

So take down that fake smile you give

to all those girls before

I am more than you can handle

You say you wanna face me

but are you sure of that

because there is no turning back once you had me

Damn you are so fuckable

why can' t you see me

maybe you aren't ready for a sweet taste like me.

• Six Shooter

There you are slinging your six-shooter with the ebony handle

Signifying what, I’m not sure because you told me

You would tell me sometime and then you never did.

Then you raise that eyebrow like a queer dog

Listening to the dust storms rise up from

The west and blow to the east, but will never quite reach him but he listens.

A little curl of a smile creeps over your sly face

Like a wild-eyed stallion getting washed down

By cold water in the middle of a hot summer riding day

You wipe a little sweat off your brow

That formed like sweet dewdrops on the lips of lovers

On their camping trip hidden deep in the woods.

Your hand curls strongly around

The tall glass of lemonade and

Your cheeks suck in just a little at the tartness.  I smile and sigh

Then you answer, finally,

“Sure,

I’d like corn on the cob.

• Feel Me...

    Feel my lips, touching yours soft, tender, timid at first then harder, I     suckle your bottom lip.

    Feel your hands move from the sides of my face while we kiss to the back of my neck pulling me closer to you.

    Feel your left hand wander for the first time down to my right breast, my back arching bringing our bodies closer.

    Feel your hands roam to the small of my back then down to my ass grabbing it hard and bringing our bodies now tight together.

    Feel you hand touching my body moving back up to my breast, my breath hot and heavy as you kiss my neck, my head tossed back in pleasure.

    Feel my arms around you holding on to you.

    Feel us slowly move back towards the bed.  Feel my hands slide down your chest as I sit on the bed, you standing facing me.

    Feel me reach for the first time to unzip your pants while you lean down to kissing me.  See for the first time the love and want for you in my eyes.

    Feel me for the first time slide my hand slowly into your pants and retrieve your hard cock and bring it out into the light.  Feel my breath for the first time on its soft head.

    Feel my lips touch on the satiny head of your cock.  Then my tongue, wide and flat licking the head like an ice cream cone.

   Then feel my lips open wide and slide your cock deep in my mouth, can you feel my tongue on the underside massaging as I take you whole and deep.  Feel your hands in my hair for the first time guiding your cock even deeper into my throat.

    For the first time feel my mouth sliding up and down your cock, your hand guiding the pace at the back of my neck.  Feel that you want to come, then feel me pull back pacing you, teasing you slightly then sucking your cock again...