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Sex and Where to Try It
Sex is great to have, whoever and whenever you can. There are many places to try and many ways to try. What you might not consider is the variety. There are, of course, pros and cons for everywhere, but many locations are possible. The variety can be good for your relationships, it can add spice, and changes are always good. Also, the occasional thrill and hint of risk can be good as well, although you do have to be a little bit careful.
By ASHLEY SMITH8 years ago in Filthy
Time Stands Still. Top Story - October 2017.
This wasn’t the first time I was meeting Jacob. I have Skyped a few times with him, just to get a better idea of what he was like before I decided to go and shoot with him. We went over ideas, wardrobe, themes, and decided to go with an American Apparel type feel of a shoot. So yes, this was the first time I was going to meet him physically in person, but I wasn’t shy. Just a little reserved at first, as I usually am.
By Aurea Gonzalez8 years ago in Filthy
Halloween Carnival Series: Naughty Gypsy
Normally, I would be the first of the carnival workers to be excited for the costume contest we held annually. But this year, my wreck of a love life had really taken its toll on me, and my mood has been affecting my charisma for the art of costume selling. Its so bad, I only came to work with cat ears and some black press on nails.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
This Is You
A knock on the door woke me up from my deep sleep. The thunder was loud outside, the rain was pouring, sliding down the windows. It soothed me. Relaxed the tension in my shoulders and mind. But it was also a constant reminder of the person I used to be. A storm-filled monster ready to drown anyone who dared to make me feel something other than him.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Halloween Carnival Series: The Carousel
With five minutes until the clock hit one in the morning, she still hadn't shown up. She was the only reason why I kept showing up for work at this stupid amusement park every October. It wasn't for the pay, that was for sure.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Smoking Mirrors
The humidity inside the pyramids was excruciating, but this was her last one. One more artifact, and she could go home, where her soft mattress was waiting for her. Claire stepped through the incredibly small room where the artifact stood in a glass container. The royal cup belonged to one of the most well-known and powerful pharaohs, Osiris. He was also known as the lord of the dead.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Valentine's Night
The hour was late when she stepped into the empty train car. Or, at least, she thought it was empty. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused her to look to her right as she sat down, crossing her legs. She saw him sitting a couple of feet away from her, his hands relaxed on his dark jeans. He was wearing a black leather jacket and dark sunglasses that covered his eyes, but for some reason, she knew he was watching her. She spent the first twenty minutes of her train ride getting lost in her novel. Random strangers entered and exited in between stops, leaving them alone once again. The train started moving again, only to come to a screeching halt. The voice in the intercom filled her ears, informing her that they were having some technical difficulties and to not panic. The train should be moving soon. She sighed impatiently and returned to her novel.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
