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The sawdust was down to soak up the blood. It was the time of slaughter. He had learned early never to name the pigs. Pigs were food on hoof. They were only fed so they could be eaten. Now he was covered in gore yet the work was nearly over and as long as the meat smoked well there would be plenty food this winter. A little bit of blood was worth it.
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The sawdust was down to soak up the blood. It was the time of slaughter. He had learned early never to name the pigs. Pigs were food on hoof. They were only fed so they could be eaten. Now he was covered in gore yet the work was nearly over and as long as the meat smoked well there would be plenty food this winter. A little bit of blood was worth it his and theirs. He walked slowly the weight of the day weighing heavily upon him. He stopped at the pump in the garden and began to wash. The water ran pink and finally clear. He stripped off his shirt and continued to wash away the sweat now that the gore was gone. His back ached and as he stretched he glimpsed her. The ghost of his dreams.
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Bumping this cause I can--- come and read some cool short fiction by folks who hang at the Planet
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by Hollylane 8/29/2011 There was sawdust on the floor that stirred as she walked through the swinging door into the darkness of the Arizona bar. Carelessly discarded peanut shells crunched under her boots as she made her way through the room, heading for the rear portion of the building where her friends awaited her. A few men at the bar turned to stare appreciatively at her backside encased in tight Wranglers. Four pairs of eyes swung towards her as she planted her feet in front of their table, and a gentle jingle came from her spurs. There were a few gasps, a nervous smile, and wide eyes as she tipped her cowboy hat and gave them all a wink. She smoothed her mustache, and stroked her big silver rodeo belt buckle, smiling as she took in their unguarded reactions to what was obviously outlined below the belt. “I’d like to re-introduce myself to ya’ll, I’d be appreciative if you could call me Darryl.” Hours later he strolled back out into the warm desert air, with a happy and satisfied half-smile, now properly acknowledged as a handsome young man. |
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I think this deserves another ****bump****
August 30th has come and gone.... 
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(Sexy strut into big empty apartment..…feelin’ it tonight…Brown high heeled leather boots, black hose , silk mini dress with leather belt…legs straddled between two tall chairs at the dining room table…)
The look…the sweet smile… as I begin to stroke your forehead gently…lightly petting your hair just at your temple…your head tipping back as you sigh deeply…whispering my name…babygirl… I continue to caress your head and move to the back of your neck…massaging…stroking…sharp grab of your short hair…then stroking again…always finding a handhold…smiling….watching you move with my touch….eyes closed in divine reverie… When they open again, your blue irises flood black with a look of pure hot desire…want…need…to…please they seem to say…please let me… please… You… With one hand on your chest, I push you gently back…“No…” “No…not yet…” and start the stroking dance again …my hands rubbing your strong shoulders…squeezing your arms…a scratch and grab of nails just hard enough to make you shudder…slipping into an interlace of butch-femme fingers… You pull me up to you…face to face now…Lips trembling… Flick-lick… soft kiss… near miss… bite-swipe… kiss… no miss… deep wet kiss….wet…so wet…nibble…bite… Your fingers now…in my mouth-sucking licking biting…kissing each finger…playfully pulling at my bottom lip…a soft bite ending in another wet tongue tease before you take my mouth…soft…wet…spicy sweet.... The gauntlet is laid down...GO FOR IT!!! Finish by say 9/21... 
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Bumping the thread.... I totally dig what Bootsandheels had to offer....
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Flick-lick… soft kiss… near miss… bite-swipe… kiss… no miss… deep wet kiss….wet…so wet…nibble…bite… Your fingers now…in my mouth-sucking licking biting…kissing each finger…playfully pulling at my bottom lip…a soft bite ending in another wet tongue tease before you take my mouth…soft…wet…spicy sweet.... mmmmmm....your mouth...is so warm, so moist..and inviting......gently...pulling lower lip into my mouth...sucking it into mine....as I wrap your wrists with my hand and push you up against the wall ...my thigh wedged between yours.....you feeling the weightiness of me....bracing you and opening you to me....as my wants are felt through the fabric of my jeans...a very warm and searing desire floods us...I raise your arms above your head...still holding your wrists tightly bound...while my other hand cups a breast...fondling it and my thumb and forefinger find and pinch the nipple, making it stand erect...I bend my head down...to nuzzle your earlobe..sucking it ever so subtly...moist and warm breath...as I trail wet, warm kisses and licks along the neck, down to the cleavage...and I lick the skin there...exhilirated by the faint scent of your cologne...mmm...heady...intoxicating...making me want you all the more...my teeth rip through the silkiness of the bra...lacy and very scantily covering those twin, succulent mounds of desire...as the air hits them..the nipples are erect and pert...as my mouth devours first one, then the other...teeth grasping nipples and grating back along the length of each...oh, baby, you say almost inaudibly...still holding your hands above your head...you shudder...and I have you braced on my thigh...you are feeling the moistness that is building inside you...there...and it is heating up inside you...I bring your hands down to your sides...and I bend down...as I raise the skirt you have on....revealing your nakedness..raw...feminine...powerfully intoxicating..my eyes drink of the ravenous beauty beneath the skirt...silky thighs..shapely, svelte curves...and I trail my tongue along one thigh..then the other..your knees give a slight buckle..back pressed against wall...head tilted back..eyes shut with lids fluttering....my tongue still...making little wet trails along thighs..and up to top of mons ..gentle nips...kisses..and licks...as I release your hands....and I push open your thighs...one hand on each side...and there...is the...most lovely loveliest of femininity...obscured by the lips of your pussy...my eyes drink of this wondrous, heady sight..and I inhale your pheromones..femme pheromones...a pussy waiting to be devoured...my fingertips each play little rhythmic taps along the lip...eliciting their erectness..watching each unfold and open back to reveal a very luscious lotus flower...ready for my picking..again my fingertips...rhythmically play this lotus's petals...arousing her...opening...all silky, erect, pink and glistening with her dewy nectar...my tongue slowly up one side and down the other...gentle pressure....you buckle again...shudder, and a deep, guttural moan escapes...I continue...licking...gentle nips,...my tongue finds the opening...licks deep inside and eases back to the lotus flower...licks ever so slowly, so tantalizingly slowly...she becomes even more erect...fingertips still playing their tapping dance..and I roll knuckles in along each fold..this sends you over the edge...and I lick, nibble, and have all of you..in my mouth..rolling the flesh between my teeth and tongue..your hand is entangled in my hair, pulling me closer..as your moans build..and your knees are shaking...I have my shoulders wedged into your thighs to support you...ahh the sweet honey nectar...and the wetness of my tongue...oh baby..you are so wetted..so sweet...and I am going to devour you...yes baby...hold tight... increasing the sucking, nibbles, and pressure..as your whole body arches to meet me..and you clutch my head so close...ahh yes...here.... I am.....in your...there....where we are one...fluid, diverse...encompassing...soaring into those liquid, colorful swirls that consume us..that deep within your soul confines.. a sacred place...that opens you to all my caresses and kisses and penetrations......melding us...as one..within..without..my mouth is filled with the wetness of you...savoring every drop of honey nectar...tenderly loving the lotus flower I have picked...losing myself into your there....only like no other there I have ever known...and we lose ourselves in the oneness...of the "butch/femme dance"....mmmmm ....
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