Hi there,Call me - Eos. Not my real name. The Greek goddess of dawn.Nothing much to tell about myself. Female. Asian. Black-haired. Brown-eyed. 5"1.Interested in reading stories, participating in the forums and sharing my stories in return. Looking for fun and interesting conversations about nothing and everything. Not really into the whole 'cyber' thing, sorry.But I'm open to being friends on Lush.
You can always get a voodoo doll of him and stick a needle in him right where it counts! :) This made me laugh. :) Thank you for your enlightening replies. I really appreciate it. I'm thinking I didn't know him after all and I'm better off. Feeling slightly better though the possibility that I was somehow party to another woman being cheated on makes me feel awful. I hope this wasn't the case. I thought that it might have been my fault as I may not have been what you would call "overtly" emotional.
No one's fool.
I'll spread the word...and btw, all this time I thought the new "Flash" erotica category referred to something completely different...anyway... http://www.torchgallery.com/application/upload/images/stock/Flasher_5_0.jpg Yeah, me too.
Nope. It was pleasant and interesting but far from, for a lack of better term, mind-fucking (excuse my French) orgasmic. Actually, painful and I bleeded for a week. They made it sound so much...nicer in those romance novels that I used to like so much. My partner was patient, experienced and considerate and at the time - as if he knew the entire Kama Sutra by heart but still - like watching tennis...
Ouch. I feel your pain.
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Interested on your take on this...If a guy waits a week after having sex to block you - what does it mean? I'm not angry, just curious and ok - a little hurt. Why not simply unfriend? Or better yet, stay friends with benefits? It's not like I sent the guy Farmville request, hostile pms or stalked him. I just found out - as I was debating whether to send him a message or unfriend him (but I guess he beat me to it).
Fun! I thought I'd done a really short story and it hit nearly 1,500 words. I couldn't edit, I had to slash whole scenes!I don't like writing in the first place but to cut it to ribbons was even worse. That's about the same as mine when I finished and I admit the ending was rushed and editing was a pain but it's worth it - exactly 1000 words and not a word less. Good luck to everyone. I'm just looking forward to submit the sequel. Is that allowed? I think I read a condition of entry being that one cannot submit an entry of a preexisting story. But after the competition are we allowed to submit a sequel then? :)
He seems really nice and loves the outdoors.
The body - definitely.
14 years ago - Year 2000 Boydon Williams stared at the ceiling, thinking about Lyanna de la Rey; the subject of his infatuation, wet dreams, delight and daylight torment. His flaccid penis hardened as he remembered how she'd looked this afternoon; like an angel (though on second thought, Boyd retracted this comparison) - there was nothing about Lyanna that inspired holiness in mortal men....
Added 23 Apr 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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Thirty-one stares fell quiet when Boyd entered the room. It was as if he had entered a different room and time. His gaze darted to the front row, half-expecting to see her. When his grey eyes fell upon the face of light-haired Whitney Evans; he swallowed guiltily, turned away and smiled brightly at his freshman students. "Good morning, I hope you've studied while you were away. We'll review...
Added 25 Mar 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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I never did and I never will, for I love him still. Him, whose eyes were like fiery ember and whose voice was soft, deep and honey-like when he would whisper. Don't say words I can't return; for though I honor, respect and cherish you, sir, it is not for you that my heart does yearn and whose kisses on my lips still linger. It is not you whom I desire, though you may call me liar. If...
Added 07 Mar 2014 | Category Love Poems
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He swallowed. "You love me?" I flushed, feeling foolish. "Yes. I think." I knew how it sounded, like I was besotted and obsessive, yet I still said it. The weight in my chest lifted. I just had to say it. I felt a compulsion to do so, as if saying the words might make Nicholas reciprocate and profess undying love for me. I knew at once that I had said the wrong thing. One simply did not...
Added 06 Feb 2014 | Category Love Stories
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The cottage wasn't very far. But the term cottage was modest, for though it was of humble size, the cottage was not what I had imagined. With my heart pounding with trepidation and uncertainty, I stared at the structure that was to shelter us through the rain. Unlike the castle, it was no ancient abode. Walls made of black-tinted glass, elegant curves, grey marble and silver granite - the...
Added 11 Jan 2014 | Category Love Stories
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As his lips pressed against mine, my muscles tensed, my wet hands frozen to his chest, I realized something I had forgotten to consider - my experience or rather my lack thereof. I've never been kissed before. I don't know how. What if I don't like it? What if Nicholas doesn't like it? I pulled away. "Wait, Nicholas." Drawing his face slightly back, Nicholas stared at me, his eyes soft...
Added 03 Jan 2014 | Category Love Stories
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As the days flew by like seconds, a pattern of my life in England began to emerge. It was a lackadaisical life with no schedule aside from the appointed time I would spend every morning with Nicholas. After a day or so of apprehension and fear, I begun to warm up to the idea of acquiring horse riding skills. Sugar was adorable and so far, so good. She has not shown a temperament other than...
Added 23 Dec 2013 | Category Love Stories
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"Sugar, this is Ever." I stood silent, eyeing Sugar, a grey full-blooded Andalusian mare with a seemingly gentle disposition, from a distance. I knew this, not from personal knowledge but from Nicholas who, for the past five minutes has been actively conversing in a one-man conversation while I listened dubiously. A month or even a week ago, if someone had said that I'd be standing on a...
Added 21 Dec 2013 | Category Love Stories
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A few minutes later, in silence, my frustration turned into anger. Who did he think he was? The arrogant bastard. I glared at the spot where he had stood. One moment he wanted to kiss me, the next, he tells me to kiss a different boy then, he does the opposite. On the cheek - like a child! What does he want? I must be mad, I thought heatedly, as I paced back and forth. What was I thinking?...
Added 21 Nov 2013 | Category Love Stories
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"Would you like a tour of the grounds?" I should have said no. But how could I have done so when our gazes were locked and his voice gentle, deep and hypnotic? And so, I said yes. And so, in my leather jacket, faded jeans and converse shoes, Nicholas Howard smiled at me with sparkling eyes. I really should have said no. My heart gave a little squeeze, my stomach turning like butterflies....
Added 16 Nov 2013 | Category Love Stories
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