_early_morning_
finngwen Its early morning-what time, I dont know but the sun is the same colour is was last night as we were watching the blue fade from the sky, leaving only a washed out grey, so its either ridiculously early or its raining. But I dont hear that pitter patter on the other side of your ceiling so its just early. Your bed is so small and you move so much while you sleep that my head is aching already from the lack of sleep Ive had this nightespecially since we stayed up so late last night. I dont know if you are awake or not. Your arm is heavy and comforting over my side but then I feel your hips grind ever so slowly against my ass and that arm tightens and pulls me in to feel how hard you are and I know why Ive woken up.
You bite my ear and as usual it sends the cold feet scampering down my back and I shiver, pressing my body even closer to you. I slip my hand down the front of you and find your penis, wrapping my fingers up and down the length of this fun toy. You pull me even closer to you and then roll me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up into the air. Your fingers find my clit and massage and tease until Im wet and shaking. I feel the tip of you searching, taunting me and I moan a please into the pillow. You pull my head up by my hair and say Im sorry, say that again?
Please, please! I breathe. Please what? Pleasebe inside me. I want you inside me!
As soon as I articulate that, you are inside me and my breath goes out and my hands grip the sheets as you begin to move in and out at your own measured pace, disregarding my pleas for more and for you to go faster or harderyou will give it to me as you want and not before you want to. As my breath comes faster and I start to make more noise, you push my face down into the pillow and grasp my hips, pulling all the way out of me and then back in again, finally faster and harder. As my back starts to ripple as I get closer, you flip me over and pin my arms above my head.
Open your eyes you say. I want you to watch me watch you come. With your knees holding my legs apart and your hands tight on my wrists, you push deeper and deeper into me until my body is screaming on its own, begging for a release that rips through me, through my hips and head and up and out, until Im saying things I dont remember and dont understand. When I stop, when I can breathe again, you are still moving inside me, but youve stopped making your own, admittedly more restrained noises, slower and slower until you lie your weight in top of my and I dont know whos heart it is thats beating so hard. Your chest is warm and damp and you thrust your hips once or twice, making me gasp at the pressure on such sensitive spots. Your fingers tangle in my hair, stroking that spot right behind my ear that makes me purr. Its still a grey light coming through the windowits still early.
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finngwen Hey
The great thing about blather is that ANYONE can write ANYTHING. That asshole up there at the top deleted what I wrote and put in that "review" of my writing. If you don't like my style or what I have to say, fine. But don't vandalize MY writing in the guise of me!
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Its early morning-what time, I dont know but the sun is the same colour is was last night as we were watching the blue fade from the sky, leaving only a washed out grey, so its either ridiculously early or its raining. But I dont hear that pitter patter on the other side of your ceiling so its just early. Your bed is so small and you move so much while you sleep that my head is aching already from the lack of sleep Ive had this nightespecially since we stayed up so late last night. I dont know if you are awake or not. Your arm is heavy and comforting over my side but then I feel your hips grind ever so slowly against my ass and that arm tightens and pulls me in to feel how hard you are and I know why Ive woken up.
You bite my ear and as usual it sends the cold feet scampering down my back and I shiver, pressing my body even closer to you. I slip my hand down the front of you and find your penis, wrapping my fingers up and down the length of this fun toy. You pull me even closer to you and then roll me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up into the air. Your fingers find my clit and massage and tease until Im wet and shaking. I feel the tip of you searching, taunting me and I moan a please into the pillow. You pull my head up by my hair and say Im sorry, say that again?
Please, please! I breathe. Please what? Pleasebe inside me. I want you inside me!
As soon as I articulate that, you are inside me and my breath goes out and my hands grip the sheets as you begin to move in and out at your own measured pace, disregarding my pleas for more and for you to go faster or harderyou will give it to me as you want and not before you want to. As my breath comes faster and I start to make more noise, you push my face down into the pillow and grasp my hips, pulling all the way out of me and then back in again, finally faster and harder. As my back starts to ripple as I get closer, you flip me over and pin my arms above my head.
Open your eyes you say. I want you to watch me watch you come. With your knees holding my legs apart and your hands tight on my wrists, you push deeper and deeper into me until my body is screaming on its own, begging for a release that rips through me, through my hips and head and up and out, until Im saying things I dont remember and dont understand. When I stop, when I can breathe again, you are still moving inside me, but youve stopped making your own, admittedly more restrained noises, slower and slower until you lie your weight in top of my and I dont know whos heart it is thats beating so hard. Your chest is warm and damp and you thrust your hips once or twice, making me gasp at the pressure on such sensitive spots. Your fingers tangle in my hair, stroking that spot right behind my ear that makes me purr. Its still a grey light coming through the windowits still early.
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THAT'S what I wrote originally.
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dosquatch Umm, what's above is the same.

There's nothing wrong with your writing. Try writing something else, though, instead of linking to the one piece from every blathe you touch. Resting on your laurels is not artistic.
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dosquatch see "finngwen" for an idea of how folks react to that. 040530
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minnesota_chris that's odd, clicking on 'early_morning' leads to _early_morning_

and 'early_morning' has a screed on it.

Yes, finngwen, do you have anything interesting to say? An emotion, an observation, a joke, a sorrow, a flower?
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dosquatch For that matter, it doesn't even have to be that interesting, just something_else or something_new, ferchrissakes. 040530
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mood ring a furry face?
a story of grace?
a tale of woe?
a chance to grow?
what do you love?
what do you hate?
do you agree with kx?
do you think bush is great?
this is blather-
its about what you think,
its not one great story
and a lifetime of links.

wow, just changing my name to mood ring has made me ten times more poetic.
hmmmmm, thats kinda weird...
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dosquatch Who were you before? 040530
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mood ring it started with a k
and ended with an a
ummmm...
yay?
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dosquatch SSC: I get a little bit of deviant pleasure cluttering up finngwen's shrine with petty conversation. 040530
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x i don't see anything extra anywhere 040530
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minnesota_chris go on, click on 'early_morning'

if you can, MUAHHAHAHAHA!

I got there once. I don't know how, and now I can't get back.
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mood ring ive gotten there a couple times i think 040530
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mood ring and who is this random person named period?
and what is the point of putting a period?
say something constructive, eh?
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mood ring . 040530
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mood ring nope, not getting any entertainment value... 040530
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dosquatch In this case, that was me. To flip back and forth between _early_morning_ and 'early_morning' you have to post something, so I was using .. kinda like a light switch. I apologize if I stepped on .'s toes. 040530
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postitpink entertainment value?
sorry, but that was harsh, doing that. Plus, why make some comment about what someone writes just cause yo don't like it? who know what blather is to them? maybe they just wanted it out there, who knows.
Peace man,peace.
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finngwen thanks...and hey x...the_kx21_law???? 040530
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finngwen fine. if you want to know what i think of all this, I've written it.
zut_alor , there ya go!
(and yes, it's ACTUALLY me, not the other one who made the "lightswitch" page that minnesota_chris finds so hilarious, I just was stupid and typed my e-mail wrong.)
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x what about it? 040530
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? the_kx21_law... 040530
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dosquatch I didn't make up the lightswitch page, I just figured out how to get there. 040530
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mood ring to postitpink:
i was talking about the period person, and getting entertainment value oyut of it.
and i have no problem with what finngwen wrote, just the posting of links to it on every page imaginable...
and so before you rag on me try to read and understand what i wrote.
you might learn something.
anyways, many apologies bestest buddy dosquatch(did i spell your name rite? im hoping so)
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dosquatch Yup :-) 040530
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ailbhe . 040617
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thieums Early morning over the valley
Off to work I go
Cycling down the street, leaving shelter-town and out in the countryside.
The train's horn greets me on my way.
Hello driver!
Breathing fresh air from the mountains.
In the distance, Big City and its yellowish cloud of pollution,
but I'm not going there today.
The sun is slowly raising in the sky as I arrive.
The mountains have the nice colour of a lonely morning.
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