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Aug. 23rd, 2005 01:56 amI have an insane urge to have a marathon of my old shows. Voyager, X-Files, Original Power Rangers (Shut up!). Plus there are a ton of movies I want to see. I barely touched the TV all summer and apparently my desire to veg out has been incubating.
Movies I really want to see before I go back to skool.
-Wilde
-Better Than Sex
-Closer
-Sin City
-Troy
-Dumbo
I also want to rent The Island and Ladies in Lavender as soon as they come out. I missed them in theaters. I rarely pay the bucks to go to the movies, but I really wanted to see them.
First Lover
I remember her dirty blonde hair on my childhood pillow. Her young fingers with their bitten nails traveling up my thighs. She placed a pillow between my legs and smiled, enthralled as my hips rolled and pulled at the soft fabric. I gasped as she discovered my nipples. I learned what a little saliva could add to prolong a touch. I rode out my fantasies with her. Discovered my body.
Her hands grew sure. They learned how to leave me trembling and breathless. To push me further. She taught me how to love myself. How to ask others to emulate her all knowing touch.
So many years later her hair has darkened. Her fingers now long and smooth. Her long nails no longer wear the standards of her boredom. She touches full hips and weighted breasts. Looking over my body, she has seen me ripen. Blossom. Swell. She held me through each pain, through each rapture.
And now as I look into my lover’s eyes, blue and full of trust, I stand alone at my mirror and hold myself again.
~Susan
Movies I really want to see before I go back to skool.
-Wilde
-Better Than Sex
-Closer
-Sin City
-Troy
-Dumbo
I also want to rent The Island and Ladies in Lavender as soon as they come out. I missed them in theaters. I rarely pay the bucks to go to the movies, but I really wanted to see them.
First Lover
I remember her dirty blonde hair on my childhood pillow. Her young fingers with their bitten nails traveling up my thighs. She placed a pillow between my legs and smiled, enthralled as my hips rolled and pulled at the soft fabric. I gasped as she discovered my nipples. I learned what a little saliva could add to prolong a touch. I rode out my fantasies with her. Discovered my body.
Her hands grew sure. They learned how to leave me trembling and breathless. To push me further. She taught me how to love myself. How to ask others to emulate her all knowing touch.
So many years later her hair has darkened. Her fingers now long and smooth. Her long nails no longer wear the standards of her boredom. She touches full hips and weighted breasts. Looking over my body, she has seen me ripen. Blossom. Swell. She held me through each pain, through each rapture.
And now as I look into my lover’s eyes, blue and full of trust, I stand alone at my mirror and hold myself again.
~Susan
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Date: 2005-08-23 02:42 am (UTC)And...um..ow.
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Date: 2005-08-23 02:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 07:10 am (UTC)(And skip Sin City. Technically fascinating, but a misogynist piece of crap otherwise.)
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Date: 2005-08-23 12:07 pm (UTC)I was afraid of that with Sin City. Le sigh.
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Date: 2005-08-23 07:44 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 12:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 12:10 pm (UTC)Is the subject of the drabble talking about herself being her first lover? Just checking my interpretation.
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Date: 2005-08-23 08:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-25 05:15 am (UTC)*loves you*
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Date: 2005-08-23 11:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 12:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-23 01:54 pm (UTC)And that story....uhhh my eyes were all *swell* yep.
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Date: 2005-08-23 11:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-24 12:22 am (UTC)Oooo Im working at the fair....maybe you could "steal" me for a while or something. I will know Thursday what times I am open....you could get me like Thursday afternoon or late evening.....