My First Tag

5 Things not yet in my blog (Thanks for the tag) >:D<
1. I am blonde (but not dumb).
2. I think all vegetarians would rather eat meat. Don’t you think hard core veggies look like ass?
3. I play piano at a fairly high level.
4. I wear contacts and glasses, but not at the same time.
5. I like to say "God, Guns, and Guts made this country, lets keep all three."
5 Tags – Gadfly, kinkyfarmwife, Cherrie, Shay S-spot, Madame X

A Fictional Blurb

He instructed me to write this, and in the same breath told me it would be the last thing I wrote. Encountering such honesty made me seriously consider what to put on paper, as, I assume, it does any condemned person. I have no real possessions so a will is useless. It would seem my time is short and whatever I type should be powerful and succinct, so I’ve decided on a warning.

It started at the mall, where I worked, he brought a Teddy Bear into the shop. It was such an innocent gesture. I flirted, we went to a coffeehouse, my first ever, so smart and refined. In hindsight this should have been a warning, why would an older man want me? His behavior was never improper, always treating me with respect while asking about my life at home. He knew I planned to leave that shelter as soon as I saved enough money and this seemed to impress him. As the weeks passed we grew closer and an offer of a security deposit was tendered. I was flattered, maybe even a bit infatuated. So the day arrived and after the heavy lifting we went to dinner at an upscale restaurant where I was told of a surprise. This is the last thing I remember.

I awoke in a darkened room, naked, chained to a cold steel table. This room was lit by a single lightbulb and he stood over me. Clothed, holding a transparent bag of fluid that bent the light, he explained "this will keep you hydrated, it contains no drugs to dull the senses I wish to access," and a needle slid into my arm. After that he told me the story of David, saying Michelangelo carved this sculpture from a flawed piece of stone, and like David, a masterpiece was hidden inside of me - and he then showed me the scalpel.

Upcoming Fiction

In a few days, after some refinement, I am going to post a piece of fiction. It won't be for everyone (or most), but remember it's just a story.
-The Holiest

Razor

Barbering is an intimate skill and to be correctly done requires some preparation. Towels, clean razors, shave cream, soap, a subject, and hot water - the solvent of life. In a few days I’ll shave his head bald, hairless, clean, and sexy and towel the hot water from it after a good rinse. He always gets frisky after a shave, and I’ll enjoy that too, but not before a drive. It’ll be in the Mercedes, flying down dark country roads with wild, reckless abandon; going nowhere too fast, clutching the steering wheel as the warm spring air ruffles my hair. Alone, I shall cleanse the image of a cancer-ridden little girl that died on my watch, so long ago.

Valkyrie

He sits on the edge of our king bed, muscular back heaving under a burden of tears I can not see and whimpers I can not hear. His life was not like mine, he was a soldier once, but not before we first met. We were both 15 and terminally in love - inseparable. He was and is the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. His blue eyes indented within a hardened, symmetrical face, but those eyes say so much. They keep his secrets, even if the scars speak loudly. The old wounds along his right trapezius, the long closed holes in his right ankle and thigh, I often wonder the stories they tell. I know from my life they are knife and bullet wounds, and I so yearn to ask but dare not. At one point they were packed with blood and bone, but returned with fertile detritus from some rotting jungle in Central America. He paid a price so I could go to college, medical school, residency, etc. You know what I wish the most? I wish I had been there when they brought him home and that my healing hands put his pieces back together

Hello

Like, it won't let me post my wurds.

Cocks

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