Ode to My Butt in These Jeans

Ode to My Butt in These Jeans

Thou are not , mine ass — without buttress — worthy of praises high ; miracle sublime ! What trick is this ?  Molded between those fibers , black – jean , glory transpires ; ass trod out , and shock the world : juicilicious , taut , marble ! Who...
Weight Loss

Weight Loss

The day Phillip had been nominated for the most promising new lecturer in Economics, Marketing or Related Disciplines, Carol had not come to his door. The day he’d learned about the distinction for his MA, Carol had not come to his door. And the day he got the, in her...
Storming into the Cantina like a Falling Bell

Storming into the Cantina like a Falling Bell

Like blaster s  h    o        t   s                        on a near  miss with a light                                     side  lightsaber wielder,   the concentrated energy wall is a mirror of the distinct tinted visor  and impeccable white of  a...