( OOC. )

I want to touch the earth
I want to break it in my hands
I want to grow something wild and unruly

I want to sleep on the hard ground
In the comfort of your arms
On a pillow of bluebonnets
In a blanket made of stars
Oh it sounds good to me"Let's do something crazy ( Read more... )

I love running my tongue along his neck to taste the faint saltiness of his skin after we've made love. There's something fiercely erotic and yet soothingly calming in the warm spicyness of his unique aroma and taste as we both lie recovering, our limbs entangled in a hopeless mess and our racing hearts pressed tightly to the other's to beat in ( Read more... )

I've been asked on a number of occasions what my viewpoint is on nudity in movies. The main cause for the interest in this particular topic is one of my scenes in My Little Eye. My character, Charlie, has sex with a man she's just met after 6 months abstinence, and the whole thing is caught on camera. There's no frills, and it's fairly up front and ( Read more... )

When I was about 12 I was given a journal as a birthday present. It was a very beautiful and mature minded gift for one unfortunately so young, with lovely creamy pages and a little iron wrought lock with a key on a chain so I could hang it around my neck. I was absolutely infatuated with it and promised the gift giver (I forget who it was, now, ( Read more... )