My rum blend of margarita, the dark chocolate next to me and the array of erotic tales I have pulled up to read.

Yes, it certainly does. I think it adds an edge of excitement to the situation.

B.A.L.A.N.C.E

What is balance but a mind-set
A choice, a desire, a goal
Good versus evil
Right versus wrong
Intelligence versus stupidity
Responsibility versus amusement

Chin tilted
Neck strained
Breasts out
Back Arched
Ass tight
Legs apart
Feet braced
Toes curled

An image of beauty
An image of desire
A frame of perfection
And a frame of perception

Eyes wide
Nose straight
Lips parted
Ears open
Nipples peaked
Stomach rippling
Thighs quivering
Calves trembling

A vision of seduction
A vision of submission
The entirety of slave
The entirety of a woman
The entirety of oneself
Balance

Does anyone like The Highwayman? I'm currently working on an erotica based off of the poem and I found myself up against a predicament. I can't decide whether I want to stick with them just having their kiss or to make the moment a little more than that and have them make love. Thoughts anyone?

If you haven't read the poem, I recommend it!



THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

I always get in this predicament where I decide to go to a bookstore and write. It's never a good idea...
Mid way through the story I find myself wiggling in my seat, wishing I was in the privacy of my own home. I think the fact that I DO write it in public places makes it even more of a turn-on, since anyone, at any time, can steal a peek at my screen.

Lizzy’s hands wrung together as she stood there. The skin on her hands was beginning to turn red at the contact. Despite the motion of her hands, one could easily see them shaking slightly. Her nails were painted a soft green color that accented her outfit of the evening. If one was to look at her from a distance they would see a young woman standing alone at the end of Rock Raven Bridge....

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I sat on the edge of the bed and I nervously glanced at the clock beside the bed. Five minutes until he was supposed to arrive. I could already feel my face begin to flush, and the temperature of the room seemingly began to increase. My breathing grew rapid and my hands began to twist together, an obvious display of my nervousness. As I sat there, I tried to calm myself down, but try as I...

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