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June 16th, 2004


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04:27 pm - Jackpot
Ladies of my Harem:

You may order at will. (potentially not work-safe)

See you at the next Festival, all dressed up?
Current Mood: Laughing
Current Music: "The Great Filling Station Holdup", -JB

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From:moonversion
Date:June 16th, 2004 01:46 pm (UTC)
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Hahha. I am so happy I'm not in your harem. :P Hahahahahaha.
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 16th, 2004 01:53 pm (UTC)
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*grins* You could be. :)

Apparently, all it takes is saying: "I'm part of chronarchy's harem!"

I didn't start it. It started without me :) I'm still unclear where it came from.

But one should never look a gift harem in the mouth, right?
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From:silverwitch
Date:June 16th, 2004 01:55 pm (UTC)
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*LOL* You are hilarious. I don't know how the ladies let you get away with it though. ;-)
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:05 pm (UTC)
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Gods, I wish I knew. . . I think it's because I'm lucky enough to have a harem with a damn fine sense of humour.

I love my harem.
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From:gypsydove
Date:June 16th, 2004 01:56 pm (UTC)
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yeah right...and what praytell is your idea of dressing down....

o.O -- oh never mind.... o.O
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:08 pm (UTC)
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I suppose losing the see-through pants *wicked grin*
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From:capriciouslass
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:28 pm (UTC)
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I'm not sure we can find a set that will fit Marley the dingo though.
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:31 pm (UTC)
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I'm sure they make something that'll fit her.

Is she officially in the harem? If so, I'd have to say, she's the most enthusiastic woman in there!
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From:smithing_chick
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:45 pm (UTC)

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Ha! I've got my outfit already.

And it jingles more. :-D
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 16th, 2004 02:46 pm (UTC)
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Jingles, jiggles. What's the difference?
From:mmefrufru
Date:June 17th, 2004 07:11 am (UTC)
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Ha ha! We loves a good costume!!!
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 17th, 2004 07:28 am (UTC)
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Believe me, one needn't be Pagan to dress up for me. Or be part of the harem. . .
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From:bean_drui
Date:June 17th, 2004 10:05 am (UTC)

lesbo confession

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Angelie and I had been freinds for several weeks, but I always sensed that there was something more to our freindship than I knew, something under the surface. The first time I realized this feeling was sexual, it was a hot summer day.

A group of us were hanging out, smoking, at Angelie's house. She sat in a short rocking chair, low to the floor, with her legs out in front of her. A long, crepe, and very sheer skirt draping over her legs was pulled up just over her knees, to bring in the cooler air. It must have been hot under that skirt, for her legs were lightly glazed with sweat, shining a soft pale color. I caught myself looking one or two times, not so curiously, under the folds of the skirt to see if I could spy anything better than legs.

She teased me. Not about peeking at her legs, but about my demeanor and the clothes I wore. This prompted me to chase her around the bottom floor, breifly. She was short and slightly plump, but very nimble, and she darted upstairs before I could catch her.

I took the stairs 2 at a time, and then took a quick right into her bedroom. It was even hotter upstairs; the heat had risen and she had no air conditioning. She lay on a matress on the floor; nearby scattered pillows, blankets, and sheets lay in folds that screamed to me of comfort. While she smiled coyly at me I felt my heart beat faster. I took a step and crouched onto the matress.

We did not kiss, or embrace. But we touched. I, having lost all memory of my previous meekness, placed a gentle hand just below her knee, and began to caress her leg as I moved my hand higher. She did not lift her skirt; I darted my hand under it. She wore no underwear, and in the tradition of not shaving, I felt prickly and slightly sweaty curly hair, which I filled my hands with, as I pressed my palm down.

Moving in more near her for a closer reach, she put her hands down my dress and began to gently squeeze my breasts and stroke my nipples, while I pressed my hand in slow circles on her. By this time both of us were panting heavily and looking deep into eachother's eyes.

Things became more frantic, and she moved one hand under my dress, while keeping one hand around my breast. My hand, now sticky and warm, kept at its work while she quickened her breathing and writhed beneath me.

Her hand probed beneath my dress, and caressed my lower stomache while my thighs trembled. Quickly she thrust her hand down and started rubbing me vigorously. And soon after we moaned, simultaniously.

Afterwards I lay slightly on top of her, while one of her hands was still clutching my breast. It was only then that she kissed me. Gently, softly. We lay there for quarter of an hour or so before we both walked back down the stairs, calm and with secret smiles.
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From:chronarchy
Date:June 17th, 2004 10:23 am (UTC)

Re: lesbo confession

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Hot damn, that one's real close with one other that I read the other day. . . It's definitely top two material at this point, pending other submissions. . .

Very nice. . .

*looking for cold shower*
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From:deedeehopskotch
Date:June 19th, 2004 05:05 am (UTC)
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I'd like to call for a substitution of t-shirt, jeans, and sensible shoes. Not that I'm part of the harem, I just like making things complicated.

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