"Caramel Butta Pecan, The Sweet Gooey Memoirs"

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Friday, June 10, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 13 ...the ending

Who is supposed to be my friend? … And… Actually love me? According to him… He reaches in to hug me… I don’t fight it… He embraces me tightly… And warped enough, lovingly I guess… For about 10 minutes this continues… Words of endearment… Caressing my hair… I barely move or breathe for that matter… Freezing cold… The warmth of the hug feels good… Bringing my body back to life… Feeling a bit of vigor return… Suddenly… This feeling overwhelms me… The urge to hug him back… I find the energy to lift... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 9, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 12 ...13 is the ending!

And rubs her intensely… “Yeah, just like that! Get ready for me”, he demands… Grabbing himself with his right hand… My ass with his left… He guides him in… Thrusting… Ardently…. Shifting my body with his… As he does his deed… Myself… Listless, detached and numb… For the first time in my life… Coming with no enthusiasm… No passion… No noise! … “My sweet, you feel amazing! Just like I imagined you would!”… He grunts… Breathing heavy… Thrusting faster now… “I just can’t contain myself any longer!”…... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 11

I look down… Watching… His face now covered in my blood… Biting more and more… Hungered somehow… I now see Will… Dark… His bites, telling the tales for his soul… Horror… Filling my heart… He reaches caramel… Mortified, I squirm… He grabs my ass and then consumes her in all his glory… Squeezing my cheeks to hold me in place… He eats me, licks me, sucks me… As if, we were lovers… Anger completely dissipating… He is basically making love to me now… Orgasms begin to sweep her… My core responding to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 6, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 10

“Yeah my sweet, I can still feel your moisture through my glove. You are just a hot piece of ass, ready to take it at anytime”, he says with excitement… I feel so ashamed and so angry at the same time… Pulls his hand away and grabs the knife again… Starts below… Then goes back up… Putting pressure, he pierces flesh… Cutting along as he moves upward… The pain is horrible… It’s superficial, but it hurts still… He’s showing me I’ve lost control… I feel throbbing and numbness at the same time… From... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, June 5, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 9

“You are a worthless excuse for a man! You wouldn’t know love if it slapped you in the face. No wonder you can’t hold onto a woman. You have some deep unresolved anger issues that just have you fucked up in the head!” … With zeal… I spit in his face… He wipes his face with his black glove… With a vicious blow... He, Fist slaps me so hard… I almost, lose consciousness again… Blood drips from my mouth… Quickly taking his blade… His arm swings towards me… I close my eyes… Waiting to feel the cold... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 4, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 8

What the fuck am I doing on Ellis? Stranded no less! … I start to wiggle and wiggle, but to no avail… “There’s no point in struggling. My victims never escape”, says a voice from the shadows ahead... I stop my panic… Relieved, that I am not alone… Yet scared, of what’s to come… A dark shadow of a man proceeds to walk towards me… I squint my eyes to focus on him… Doesn’t work… It’s too dark… The sky is lite from a crescent moon… More dark than light… The river brings forth… It’s nemeses… The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, June 3, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 7

We consume the champagne quickly… I feel lightheaded… I may have drank it too fast… I also didn’t eat much for dinner… My head starts to swirl… And the limo feels like it doing three sixties… Suddenly… I black out… (A few hours later) When I come to… I realize I have a horrible headache… Opening my eyes even hurts… Feeling groggy… He must have put something in my drink!... Why, would he have done that?... I go to rub my eyes… And I can’t… My hands are tied… My legs as well… What? … Between two... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 3

A few times I almost went over the edge… And joined the mile high club… Sort of… But I paced myself… And kept a slow burn going… Which I can still feel now… Mmmm, so good… The sensual energy is like fuel… Your photo… Delicious… I have to say again darling… You are so beautiful… The photo was sexy… Captivating… Can’t wait to see you… Hear your voice… Your voice is so damn sexy too!… Xoxoxox… Will… How he makes me smile… Almost to the airport… Timing should be perfect… By the time he gets his... Sign in to see full entry.

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"Damsel in Distress" Part 6

“You look ravishing tonight. Good enough to devour”, he says… His voice deeper then normal and almost eerie… Not amused by his demeanor… I giggle nervously… “Oh Will, you silly man ”… He grabs a remote and turns on the radio… Never taking his eyes off me… He manages to find a jazz station… He loves jazz… “Perfect, sets the tone and matches my mood”, he whispers… “Champagne, my sweet?”… “That sounds lovely, I need to relax a bit”, I reply… He goes to the bar and grabs a chilled bottle and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 30, 2011

"Damsel in Distress" Part 5

The lighting was perfect … Two televisions… I sit on the couch and slide down to the end… Will gets in… I lift my legs up and stretch them out on the couch… Crossing them… Lift my arms and spread them out along the cushions… Limo pulls away from the curb… The ride begins… I completely lose myself in this atmosphere… Not paying attention to him… Looking through the windows… “Excuse me for one second babe”, he says… Moves up towards the driver… Exchanges a few words with him… Driver nods his head…... Sign in to see full entry.

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My nick name is Brikhaus, yes pronounced Brickhouse... as in the song! Artist/writer/sculptor. Writing this book. Highly energetic, I don't know where it comes from. Obnoxious sense of humor, so watch out I can be feisty. Relentless in many ways, probably should have been a lawyer. Spicy personality, I could go on but I won't! My book: The Sweet and Gooey Memoirs of Caramel Butta Pecan...Erotic Short Stories. Not written in a typical short story format, it came to fruition in this format, I went with it. Originally to be journal entries...thoughts in my head but converted into stories. There were many private factors that lead into writing these type of stories. I am compelled to share myself with the world at full volume, I can be no other way. The artist in me must express. I'm on the ledge here people...It's all good I'm not afraid to leap! Feedback is a gift and with it we grow. I'm hungry for it...so please share your insights, I would greatly appreciate it.

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