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purplerabbitThe sun has come up. I don't remember it coming up. It is a beautiful morning. I can hear the birds signing outside.
I just brewed myself two more cups of tea and added a slice of carrot cake to my feast (donated by friends). I have returned to my room and ran a word count on Chapter 7. I have written over 2100 words this night. And I don't want to stop, it feels so damn good.
My sweeties slept upstairs last night to give me space for this this. Good poly doesn't just mean sharing your sweetie with lovers, but with other passions.
My am sore, wet and still not sated.
I just brewed myself two more cups of tea and added a slice of carrot cake to my feast (donated by friends). I have returned to my room and ran a word count on Chapter 7. I have written over 2100 words this night. And I don't want to stop, it feels so damn good.
My sweeties slept upstairs last night to give me space for this this. Good poly doesn't just mean sharing your sweetie with lovers, but with other passions.
My am sore, wet and still not sated.
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Date: 2004-04-25 05:10 pm (UTC)