Year of the Inner Goddess

My true erotic adventures

Please respect my privacy & the privacy of my lovers.

Do not inquire as to their identity, especially to those you speculate!

Relish every detail but leave their identification a mystery known only to the stars.

What Pain Tried to Steal

“You claim the evening was a failure.” “It was.” “You just spent five minutes describing an event you clearly adore.” I opened my mouth. Then closed it again.
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After Four Years

Because while the Demigod was removing his clothes, I discovered I possessed a profound scholarly interest in observing the process. For research purposes. Entirely academic. Naturally. The problem with this particular field of study was that the subject matter happened to be offensively unfair.
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The Storm Without and Within

The first warning should have been Hades. The second was Zeus. The third arrived with the storm.
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Dear Diary

And I am staring at this page as though it might decide for me where such a story ought to begin. Because this is not the first tale of its kind. That, perhaps, is the difficulty.
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