I write, paint and draw in the heat and sweat of an Asian city.
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“You know, Babe, this silly-looking Asian guy with the funny round dark glasses really bugged me just now on the bus. “He gawped as if he had never seen a young mother pushing a baby before. Couldn’t see his shifty slant eyes behind the glasses but sure felt them undressing me down to nothing. “There should be a law against that. “Sure, I am wearing my best shortest black skirt and...
Added 01 Aug 2010 | Category Masturbation
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Emily feels free. She has left her warm woolen underpants and stockings on her bed in the cosy loft above the barn. Now she feels the chilly breeze curling up under the thick woolen skirt and ruffles the blond wool of her thick pubic hair as she strides. Morning sunlight radiates on her face as she steps on long frosty grass, her boots crunching on patches of ice and snow. Over the west...
Added 28 Jul 2010 | Category Mature
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A comforting sight that sends Emily into her nightly dream world is a huge glossy poster on the wall at the foot of her bed of a life-size All Blacks rugby warrior who is well into his fierce Hakka routine. New Zealand’s national rugby team is feared all over the world because it’s usually beats the pants off any other national teams. And just to make sure of that the opposing teams know...
Added 25 Jul 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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It’s chilly even for a New Zealand July morning. It must be too cold even for the birds which are only quietly peeping. The grey sky is low and heavy with rain and snow clouds, blanketing out any early sunlight. Emily feels good. She stretches out and spreads her legs indecently far apart, feeling the weight of the doona on them and her abdomen. Maybe she overdid it a little last night. ...
Added 23 Jul 2010 | Category Mature
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The statue of a lovely young woman is standing there in front of big Bo tree near the gate to a temple, as Buddha may have done. Her shaven head and entire body is white. She may be made from cement but more likely plaster. Her eyes are shut. Her beauty is stunning. Her small shapely body is a vision of perfection in white. There is a white top hat on the ground in front of the statue....
Added 27 Aug 2008 | Category Fetish
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Rains in the north have filled the big river which now laps the large roots of this tree where Rueng likes to sit at this time of the day. Her little constant companion is with her and she feels him as usual comfortably in her underwear. She can’t remember what she did without him. Oh yes, she can: she was as lonely as she ever was. Looking back Rueng sees her father sitting at his...
Added 24 Aug 2008 | Category Toys
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It was a pristine day. A perfect day. Monsieur Nhoc has just come down the stairs from his apartment over his bookshop near the lake. He bows to madame who lives not far, whose name has bypassed his memory, which is actually getting really bad. He likes her, and her tiny dog that looks like a wound-up toy. He may have a chance to know her better, as she looks like someone who...
Added 23 Aug 2008 | Category Mature
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“Did you shut the chalet door?” “Yes, dear.” “Last time it was left open and snow blew in to wet the carpet, remember? And the neighbour’s cat got in and frightened the poor gold fish.” “Sorry about that, dear,”said Albert. While saying that, Mathilde snuggled up a little closer to her dear husband, her arms through his, feeling the cosiness of their thick overcoats. They...
Added 22 Aug 2008 | Category Mature
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The bus from Adelaide city now goes on large highways through suburban centres of shops and houses where once, travelling on a small and slow green bus, it went over creeks and through fields where the farmer ploughed, curling dust into the bright sky. He has little chance of finding her again but he must look. It was here that he got off the bus from school in the city. He daily walked...
Added 21 Aug 2008 | Category First Time
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Tum wakes up even earlier than usual, bright-eyed. She has waited a long time for this day. Desire aches in her limbs and holds like firm hands her bare thighs now resting on the cool bed sheet. What would Phong be doing now this early? Perhaps showering, cool water glistening down the muscles of this back, over his skinny bum and thin legs. As usual Tum’s fingers go straight to...
Added 17 Aug 2008 | Category First Time
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