Friday, She Knows, and Shit: THEBIBLIO SPHERE
It's 7:50 in the morning and I just had to read the words "he climaxed like a
hurricane, wet and wild with my own two eyeballs, and now so do you. Happy
The thing is she knows, she knows her descriptions make me lose my shit
laughing and she's okay with this. She just asks me to help her fix it because
she doesnt know how to get over the embrasssment of being vulgar. Which
frankly, my time to shine Imao
Sharron we've talked about this."
"I know, I know, it just seems so crude.
...you can type the words his proud manspire flowed freely like a Grecian
fountain" but "cock" is beyond you?"
You're putting this on your blog, aren't you?"
Consider it recompense for making me read the word "manspire" without
warning before 9am in the year of our Lord 2k18.
For context she's been writing bodice rippers since before I was born and has
been married for over 40 years with four kids and about a million grandkids.
She's like the tame version of me in 30 years, where on the flipside of my
dottage some young whipper snapper editor is going to be begging me to tone
down the filth