Mr Curtain

He took me by surprise When I thought I’d grown quite wise I was shopping in the sales Sifting through the kids’ clothes rails, Looking for a boys’ tracksuit But the lust arrow did shoot   There he was in his green coat. I can’t say he floated my boat Wasn’t keen on his long

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Shoot that poison arrow

So, ladies – I can only do this one from a female perspective, but hang on in there, chaps, you might learn something. Ahem… So, ladies, you have identified your target, but how do you achieve a direct hit? How do you ensure the object of your desire is struck by your ‘l want you’

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Erotica: The Refectory Table

“You coming for a hack?” she asked, car keys in hand. “Nah, thanks Judy,” I replied. “I reckon I’ll just stay here with Orson Welles, if you don’t mind.” The biography lay on the long stripped oak table next to my morning coffee. “OK, suit yourself” she huffed, off-handily. “Anyway, see you round one-ish for

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Erotica: I Want Him

I want him. It’s a deep ache that ambles between my gut and my chest, making me crave his smell and desperate for his touch. I want my hand tangling in his chest hair. I want my lips around his cock. I want the smell of his come in my nose and the taste of

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