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| THE BIG ANNIVERSARY BLOWOUT OF LIPSTICK AND LUST | ||
| Fall is in the air again, and life has definitely improved after the 'summer of medical stuff and weird adventures'. I have a girlfriend and 'another friend', have travelled to The Wet Spot, learned to be the top I always knew I could be, created some new friends, kicked some old ones out of my life, and in all ways grew and improved. And this column is now, officially a year old.
And I have all& six or seven& of you to thank, as well as the helpful folks at Sephora, La Occitane, Nordstroms and all of the others. So, here's a glass of 'invisible, non-alcoholic bubbly stuff' to all of you who've helped me keep this 'experiment' going. Yeah, us! And of course, I have new cosmetic finds to recommend. First, I highly, highly recommend La Occitane's 'Blue Lavender' eau de cologne and their 'Clementine' candles (all of us, the girlfriend, the wonderful woman who waited on us and me, think it smell like those delicious Dreamsicles from our youth), and mostly their 'Mud Cleansing Cream'. This stuff will make your skin sparkle, promise. And I recommend 'Promesse' cologne, which is light and sexy and guaranteed to make people seek you out, as well as 'Ylang Ylang' aromatherapy cologne, which you can get from the nice women (and cute women!) of Sephora. As well as the very affordable large and small color pencils that you can use to create, or accentuate new Fall looks for eyes and lips, also at Sephora. I've been wearing the cobalt blue and deep brown ones almost every day, and believe me, heads have been turning! Also since the days are getting a bit cooler, and the nights are already taking on that Autumn chill I loved so much, it's time to think of cool weather eats, and of course I have a favorite to give you called 'good date potatoes'. My girlfriend and I enjoyed this treat recently and some was left over, so I made 'next day breakfast patties' for brunch. First, use only the best potatoes, and in my mind, that would be either Yukon Gold (which you can get at Madison Market), or their purple potatoes (also at Madison Market). Peel and cut about four or five medium sized potatoes (more if you're using smaller purple potatoes-they might be small, but these are very flavorful spuds), then boil until very soft. Drain, put in a large bowl, and add either lo-cal margarine (which you can also get at Madison Market), or butter, if you don't care about trans-fat or calories, plain yogurt (about half a cup, or more, depending on how many potatoes you have), some freshly chopped dill, salt and pepper to taste. Mash potatoes with other ingredients, and stir until potatoes and other ingredients are all well mixed. Add some salad, or soup and enjoy. And for the 'brunch patties', ball the left-over, cold potatoes into balls, then turn into patties, fry in Canola oil until brown and crunch, serve with a good ketchup, and if you like, a few dashes of good hot sauce like the one you can order from the Southwest Indian catalogue, called 'Two Blazing Arrows'. A good way to start the day, especially with a short stack of homemade pancakes! And if you're looking for very sexy, cool clothes for this wonderful Fall we're starting to have, I highly recommend checking out the website for Winter Couture (they're fashions were featured in the Fetish Fashion Show at Cascadiacon a few weeks ago!). The fashions are custom made to fit women of all sizes and made to make those of curvy figures look especially gorgeous and desirable. The website is www.wintercouture.com and judging from the response to the bodacious models in the fashion show, these fashions are hot, hot, hot!t Finally, for those of you enjoying the new goth/horror/erotica series, 'I, Succubus', here's yet another installment for you to get your teeth into. And by all means, do let me know what you think by e-mailing me at ijanaral@yahoo.com, and hey, all you goths out there, if you haven't already sent some cash to Mercy Corps or Pasado's Safe Haven (the animals need help too!), or another good agency raising cash for the folks hard hit by hurricane Katrina, do so now! That's an order from a new top in town. Also, go hang out at The Mercury, as they are in danger of eclipsing into non-existence if we don't support them more, and I, for one, believe in these folks. Also, maybe if we pull together, we could do a benefit, sponsored by the goth community, since we all know New Orleans inspired us in so many ways. Now, 'I Succubus'. Billie stood above the now very dead body of the girl she'd picked up in the dark bar, Lethe, and a kind of cold, clinical curiosity made her touch the smooth, pale skin, brush back a strand of died black hair. She ran her long-nailed finger over the girl's still parted, now cool lips and a surge of both lust and guilt shook her muscular, nefarious shoulders under the heavy cape she'd worn to blend in with the other 'children of the night' in the club. 'So lovely, so willing, and now so silent. Oh my little lover, I am sorry, but I was just too hungry tonight to stop in time&.' Billie leaned down and kissed the full, dark lips, kissed them harder, drew the girl's body into her arms and pressed the lifeless body to her undead breasts. Knowing it was wrong, she took one last pleasure from the girl's body, reaching a quick orgasm as much from her own power over these pretenders to her realm as from the still soft body she moved against. A sound down the alley, heels on pavement brought her back to the danger she was in and the sound of those same heels running toward her made Billie stand hurriedly, and drop her victim back to her resting place on the cold concrete. 'Stop, I said stop, damn it!' More running, and then a slightly built woman was standing in front of the frightened succubus, Billie, who was dazzled by the light from the woman's flashlight and intrigued by the woman's scent and a little too excited by the danger of the situation to flee. 'Now, arms in the air&' the request was cut short by Billie's swift leap above her head, and then the newcomer's arms were pinned at her sides, while Billie held the woman in a feral, unrelenting grip. And though the woman struggled, Billie's grip held and finally, Billie spun the woman around and pinned her to the wall of one of the buildings that made the alley. 'Hmmmmm, you smell so good, so full of life, and I bet if I kissed you, you would give me thrills I haven't yet tasted this night..' Billie put her face closer to the woman's and noted that the woman was olive skinned, probably Latina, and that her short hair smelled of musk and ylang ylang, both of which tempted her. She kissed the woman deeply, bit her lip, which brought forth a gasp, but also hardened the woman's nipples against Billie's own. 'Ah, we could have so much fun, but I have others to see this night. Another time my lovely one, another time.' And with that, Billie became a dirty wisp of smoke and vanished, leaving Detective Gloriana Ortiz gaping, and her lower parts in a war of desire and revulsion. Then she clamped down on both and radioed her back up. Yes, indeed another day, she thought as she bent over the dead girl at her feet. 'We have a body'., she said into her com radio. Yedda sat at her window, her skin on fire, her wet places seeping hungrily. It was the dark of the moon again and she hoped, prayed that the mysterious woman would come to her again. She wiggled in her wheel chair, pushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead in annoyance. Then she smelled it. The smell of burning moth wings, the smell of death, mixed with something even she couldn't recognize, but which made her heart knock in her chest until she felt dizzy with urgent lust. 'Hello my lover, did you think I wouldn't come to you?' Yedda turned the cumbersome chair around with a few motions of her 'joystick' and came to face her lover and the one she feared above all, the one who had rescued her from the man who tried to rob her so many nights ago. 'Mistress' was all she was able to manage from her suddenly dry mouth. Feet that made no sound made their way to where Yedda sat, hands that she had longed for touched her face so tenderly it brought tears to her eyes, then moved to her large, full breast and pinched painfully. 'Yes, hurt me, old one, hurt me' then a sudden slap across her face made Yedda whimper, even as those same gentle hands grabbed Yedda's face, forcing them to her lady's crotch, where there was suddenly a large, erect organ pointing in her face. She took it into her mouth, and felt her submission turning her into liquid as she sucked, knowing Billie's breasts were being handled by more protuberances suddenly manifested by this immortal being. Then Yedda was lifted by ethereal forces out of her chair, put on the couch away from the window, her clothes discarded by the same unseen forces. 'Take me, all of me is yours, my devil, my she-bitch' Another hard slap across the face and then three hard slaps on her fat thighs and on her fat, soft breasts, then she was entered, anally, in her deepest womanself, and in her open mouth by Billie's manifested organs. The taste of bitter orange, honey and earth, and something almost male, but much more female and ancient filled her senses and when she finally flooded into that sweet, magenta place, Billie sat beside her on the floor, watching her with dark, sparkling eyes. Yedda rubbed Billie's bald, mocha-colored head and kissed it, then lay back, satisfied and not caring that very possibly this same being had killed earlier. Knowing in her heart and in her soul that this was not only true tonight, but that it would happen again, and not caring, only enjoying the kiss Billie gave her before she disappeared. There, my little kitties, hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I enjoyed writing it. Again, I'd love to hear from you and hey, if you haven't decided who to vote for, just know I'm personally endorsing Crystal Wood for mayor and Linda Averill for City Council, position four, against Jan Drago. But hey, just vote and e-mail me at ijanaral@yahoo.com. Buh bye! |
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