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Tonight I took a personalDNA test. It was interes... I've always been told that the hardest part of ANY... An Iron-Gate essay about what a Dominant is...He i... Dear Diary,Pixie and I spent the day coloring, dra... No matter how chaotic it is, wildflowers will sti... I went through a phase in college where I really g... "I hate you...""Why?""You make me do horrible thin... An exert from 'A Submissive's Ethics'In time a sub...
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Thursday, April 19, 2007 Dear Diary, I've always had a sexual response to the rain... something about it is calming, yet freeing at the same time... rhythmic sound of the rain hitting that old tin roof, echoes the racing of my heart... the light caress of the drops against my heated flesh, much like the teasing tongue of a lover... the rolling thunder fills my thoughts, much like his voice would command my responses... flash of lightening mimics the way it feels when his grasp tightens against my curves... Its been raining off and on the last couple days, of course I feel it deep in my soul... its cleansing and refreshing at the same time. I always feel better during the rain, after the rain, those first minutes when the rain is stopping and the air is still heavy with moisture, thick against my cheeks.. my Kenny sings a song about this, which instantly struck that familiar chords within me... I wanted to share some of the lyrics here. Yes my Kenny is country but the song has a .. jazzy feel to it. I love this whole tropical themed CD by my Kenny, its definitely my favorite of his work. There's Something Sexy About the Rain by Kenny Chesney There's something sexy about the rain She said as it came pouring down It feels like kisses on my skin She spread her arms and spun around In a summer island storm In a field of sugarcane She taught me how and showed me why Labels: Dear Diary, lyrics
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