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Did everyone else wake up like this today? ;) Please welcome one of the Library’s most delightful followers back to the stage. Be sure to visit her tumblr too. Her always arousing and sensual writings are tagged “mywordsC.” This is cat,
Just Desserts If I read her message correctly, this next tale may have been inspired by recent true events. It sounds as though she had a wonderful evening. She is one of the Library’s favorite patrons and contributors, please welcome the enchanting
She Who was Pleasing Always Welcome Library followers and friends to a very special edition of Erotic Storybook Saturday. It is with a heavy heart that I must tell you of the passing of a very special friend to both me and the Library. She was one of
She danced: She was pleasing, always
I will ever be grateful to cat for introducing me to so many wonderful writers. This is… butterflyslut: A Strange Day When I first came to Tumblr it was with some vague notion that I might be able to start writing again … pick up a passion
My Friend Is Gone
cindersk: She was His tiny dancerHis graceful little starHe loved when she dancedJust for Him…In front of HimOn top of HimBeneath Him He always gave her a standing ovationTo which she, in turn, Bowed and worshiped. She was His tiny dancer… And she
dancingonthefringe: On Sorrow… In my time here, I have been fortunate to have new friends come into my life. No matter our dynamic or the distance between us, my friends have made me laugh, hunger, crave, reflect, care, and feel both appreciated
quantumsatis: 5 months ago I got a wonderfully written request for a House Rule. I’m not sure if I was following her already or if her request made me check out her page. What I do know is that I found such beautiful soaring words and such vivid imagery
Dearest cat, You will be remembered. And you will be missed. be-pleasing-always: Dawning The light came streaming in as he opened the curtain. Light that burned her skin it seemed, but even more it burned her mind. It was hard to move, she found, or
The Time I Kill is Killing Me A year ago this month we lost a wonderful lady and a tremendous writer. Her words sensuously continue on in her tumblr and here in the Library wing dedicated to her. We fondly remember her, and we also remember why her works
