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She spun me right round, right round. That sounded lame. What song is that from again? Maybe Savage Garden. I don’t recall. What I do recall is how spun and senseless she made me feel way back when.

» Posted By Brax On 07.08.2009 @ 6:40 am


She was not quite a match for the job of substitute teacher, even having spent quite some time indulging in the M/s arts. Not one of her quite worthy slaves could ever have required so much red ink and discipline as your typical high school student. The breakdown and commitment to a psychiatric was not, as those in the scene had long suspected, a result of some play date gone horribly wrong.

» Posted By Brax On 06.21.2009 @ 12:06 pm

Matches to sulfuric, fire to paper; a blazing inferno awaits your disuse.

» Posted By Brax On 08.15.2009 @ 8:34 am


Angels are funny creatures. White, pure. Early in the mythology one lost his sword of fire, which would seem to be appropriate. The color white is the unrequited. Angels are the last entities who would behold such a tool.

» Posted By Brax On 07.20.2009 @ 3:08 pm


Heart beating in her chest, blood pumped to his extremities in turn. The new relationship, new sex energy over-took them.

» Posted By Brax On 07.12.2009 @ 12:32 pm

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