Scriber's Night Game

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Sunday, July 8, 2007

Fact of Life...

She was as tall or taller than me; and weighed at least twenty pounds more. I could feel her strength as we walked along the park lake shore, arm in arm, getting to know each other. We explore de possibilities of attraction. On impulse, I stopped and took her in my arms, kissed her more say manly,... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 6, 2007

A Strange Discovery...

One day in late summer, a rather new love and I lay stretched beside each other head to toe, you know, in an inverted position, on my long thin hard couch. It seem I did go into a mind state which might be best described as ner wake nor sleep, more dream like still for I hardly realizing her hard... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Check de Woman...

Her hair cut short reminds of lesbos I've seen times I went crusing after bar closing near apartment where I'm living. Unruly nappy hair cut short and looking mean as mongrel dog in heat, near drunk and ready ter beat up on young cringing love struck bitches that she meet. Now she, my new friend, as... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Golden Promise...

The gold liquid ferments de process from fine wine, over time and he sips now to good measure, full advantage later, thinking of the maker. De good Lawd, and angels, helpers, brings de man his as it were unearthly pleasures; Lawdy, do de best youse can fo me. Fum de well of plenty gibs mer de fruit... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Licking the Cone...

We met and seemingly hit it off, movie, and favorite for me, the beach for placid relaxation and dark blue green scenery. She was probably just past medium teen-- thu sensitive time--when I fetched two cones of soft ice cream to our towels. Contented we lay licking by the lapping water shore. It was... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Hey Superman

Brome often stopped at the “Cage” club for a beer after work or tennis, usually about eight o'clock. In the know regulars would be in the bar, beating the evening price hike at 9, when naked dancing entertainment began. ============= A rather young woman, tho seemed beat down beyond her years, led... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

A Bad Dream...

As from a dream She rubs her eyes, and shakes her long and slender body awake. Turns her tender big lips like for a morning kiss. While in his mind nor think of bliss, still lingering on last call. ----------------------- No, no doubt now. Don't doubt your eyes. Stay with the known it hardly ever... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Thu Future Sells...

"Like I say, brain," the long haired freaky prophet looking man proclaim, big eye ballin direct at me, "extraordinary thing, dat workin mass o' grey, guess we beat the beast in that way. De future? You ask me about the future yours and mankind? Don’t ask, you don’t want to know." Shit dis realistic... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Thu Hairy Mistake...

He see shapely dark long legs ahead walk up the gray stone steps into the reading room; through down ter the Psychology tomb in Lincoln Library. Intrigued by the heavy covering seen encase her big black legs, he follo, hoping uh querry or hello. As luck times favor de brave he come close ranks in... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

The Poet's Love...

"Love" she said to me as if she were thinking of the forbidden fruit of eternity. Ever strange the way she say thu word tho fondly. Gorn on "Love come fum de physical not as poets say, the heart." She said it simply factual sliding out her long facile tongue around her big lips in satisfaction and... Sign in to see full entry.

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