It is the essence of virtue. The dream of the untouched. Innocence. It is not to be questioned or considered. It is the start of growth. A white silk instills the promise of what is to come. It is an unfinished symphony. It is the beginning. A good white silk understands restraint. Patience.
Encounter with Cain McKeenan and River Avon
[2009/06/12 19:56] River Avon uttered a strangled sound as he twisted her arm back, she, turning into the strain of it as much as she could, given his body crushing against hers, pinning her to the pole that now restrained them both. She dragged her mouth from his, grimacing, the pain starting to throb through [...]
Lifestylers vs. Role Players 2
I have received a lot of comments about how my site is full of onlinisms…that my teachings are not “by the books.” You are right. They are not. I read the books…frankly they were boring. John Norman sucks as a writer. He has no pacing, no sense of character. It is like soft core porn [...]
Assassin Serves
Serving one of the black caste is a heart pounding, sweaty-palmed experience for a little one, mainly because one never knows how they will react. They observe every detail and movement, are suspicious that everyone wants to poison them, and will not tolerate any show of disrespect from anyone, let alone a kajirus or kajira. [...]
Hanging Around Serving Ale
[2009/03/19 22:39] Quinn Zanzibar plops into a chair with a sigh, relaxing at last [2009/03/19 22:39] Celadori Sakai: Master, can your girl get you anything? [2009/03/19 22:40] Quinn Zanzibar: aye, mine, a large tankard of ale would please me greatly [2009/03/19 22:40] Celadori Sakai: yes Master, right away [2009/03/19 22:41] Celadori Sakai uncurls from the [...]
