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Marvel's uberbabe Tandy Bowen aka Dagger.

04 Nov 2017 22:06

Greetings all. I want to say that I'm going to be on this site a lot more. I've been absent due to factors that are now no longer preventing me being here. I've missed you guys.

09 Mar 2016 13:42

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16 Sep 2015 16:21

Hey all, I'm back !

26 Aug 2015 09:48

31 Jan 2014 18:11

I'm pleased to announce that Part Eight, the final chapter of my novel Claudia Incarnata is finally published. All the mysteries are at last revealed in this lusty story set on the beautiful island of Sicily. Enjoy!

31 Jan 2014 15:24

Chapter 7, the lastest part of my mystery novel 'Claudia Incarnata' has just been posted. It's great as a stand alone tale but is also the latest episode in the mystery of Tintamare. Enjoy!

http://www.lushstories.com/stories/quickie-sex/claudia-incarnatapart-vii.aspx

02 Feb 2013 18:44

23 Sep 2012 00:50

24 Jul 2012 05:41

To the anonymous person who gave my story ASC 1690 a '4' and left constructive criticism and nice comments - Thank you ! I value your honesty, your praise and your critique.

20 Jul 2012 00:34

My latest story and competition entry, A.S.C 1690, has been posted. It's a one off story about an ordinary girl who makes an extraordinary discovery. Read it and find out what....

20 Jun 2012 00:05

Part seven of my erotic mystery, 'Claudia Incarnata' is now posted. It is a lusty tale of one passionate young woman's quest to discover the secrets of her grandmother's beautiful house on the shores of the Mediterranean. Each chapter may be read as a stand alone story but the whole tale is very rewarding too.

15 May 2012 06:24

"The enemy of art is the absence of limitations." - Orson Welles

02 Jun 2011 01:07

06 Apr 2011 09:39

Conversation on a train between to young women : "Jayden asked me what I want for my birthday." "What did you say?" "I want the lights on."

13 Mar 2011 06:43

After work last Friday afternoon, while walking to my local produce market, I passed, as usual through a small arcade which leads to the upper story carparks. Suddenly and seemingly from nowhere, came the strains of 'La Donna e Mobile' from Verdi's Rigoletto. The aria was beautifully sung and the strong, vibrant notes cut through the mundane atmosphere of the arcade like a hot knife through butter. Of course the ignorant crowd turned and stared momentarily then went about their business. A few were clearly annoyed that the grey, uniformity of their lives had been interrupted by a few moments of sublime beauty. But not I. The source of the song was an ordinary looking young man sitting on a bench with a cane; a blind busker. As I dropped a few coins into his basket, I was so overcome with emotion that I could only whisper one word to him - "Bravo".

16 Jan 2011 04:16

My five month old son is already proving to be a very alturistic person. The one thing he posesses he will freely give to any and all who bother to ask for it - his smile.

30 Dec 2010 07:31

My four month old son has taught me something; that we are all born profoundly happy.

11 Dec 2010 02:33

"Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part To live and die for thee."

- Robert Herrick

08 Nov 2010 05:33

Well the 'fair issue' has finally arrived. I'm now the proud father of a very cute son, Zac.

02 Aug 2010 06:48

"I hope for quiet days, fair issue, long life and such love as 't is now."

- Shakespeare, The Tempest.

25 May 2010 07:03

Let me say with all due modesty, that after careful consideration I have decided that I am the luckiest person I know.

08 May 2010 00:54

Let us not forget that sex without love is only friction, but friction of the best possible kind.

21 Mar 2010 14:14

" The sea gives her shells to the shingle,/ The Earth gives her streams to the sea:/ They are many but my gift is single,/ My verses, the first fruits of me."

- Swinburne.

05 Jan 2010 15:15

"Soon all eyes shall turn/ And languishingly melt and burn/ For Damalis. But she won't part/ From Numida, her new sweetheart,/ And clings more lovingly to him/ Than ivy round an ilex limb."

- Horace. Odes, Book I, 36

03 Jan 2010 16:03

To every age its art, to art its freedom.

- Ludwig Hevesi

18 Dec 2009 12:55