I like being a woman.
No, that’s not true.
I love being a woman.
I have no desire to be equal to men,
Because I’m not.
I have tits.
Enough said.
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A Simple Thought for International Women’s Day
Author: Moxie
I am a purveyor of dreams, fantasies and the occasional nightmare.
Usually sensual, often romantic, frequently erotic, sometimes humorous and nearly always offbeat—aiming for provocative. The stories that I write as well as the people, places and events found in them are pure fiction and nothing more—as far as you know.
Leap Year
Emboldened by the date, she put on scarlet lingerie as fair warning.
February 29th meant bended knees and a proposal.
Hers was quite indecent.
February 29th meant bended knees and a proposal.
Hers was quite indecent.
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Repent?
Ashes today after the revelry,
As a reminder of where we return;
A reminder of precious time and to repent
The things for which we still yearn.
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No Candy
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| Photo Credit: Mischief |
No hearts and flowers for her today.
Still, she squirmed with eager anticipation
of a sweet, creamy treat that awaits.
No candy for her either.
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Remembered
I remembered you the moment we met;
Asking, “Where have you been?”
Have I awakened? How long had I slept?
While dreaming to be with you, again.
Asking, “Where have you been?”
Have I awakened? How long had I slept?
While dreaming to be with you, again.
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