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	<title>Sappho's Girls Blog &#187; afterglow</title>
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	<description>Hark, one tenderer note than all ... Sighing, one long low lovely loveless call...</description>
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		<title>Marta, the Loved</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 09:49:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The summer between high school and college, the first go at college, anyway, I spent as a counselor in an all-girl&#8217;s Catholic summer camp.  I taught swimming, sailing, canoeing, and other water-related fun to a hundred or so really very good girls from around the world.
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		<title>Beth the Little Bit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 11:02:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;d met Beth online because a mutual fuckbuddy of ours wanted to have a threesome. We both independently considered him a tool, but a fun sort of tool, like maybe a rhinestone setter. Perhaps you don&#8217;t need or want a rhinestone setter everyday, but when you have the sudden desire to bedazzle a garment, it&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Words So Leisured&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:48:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Marta was the first lover I wooed with words. I was eighteen, she was 22, we were both counselors at a Catholic girls&#8217; camp. I kissed her within the first week, and separated as we were, as propriety necessitated, we would send our preteen charges back and forth between our tables at meals &#8212; all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The First Girl</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 08:31:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The First Girl had an apple-fresh name, like &#8220;Sue,&#8221; like &#8220;Annie,&#8221; like &#8220;Betty.&#8221; She looked likeÂ  a Holly Hobby doll, all shiny long russet hair and fair skin stippled with freckles. She was quiet and shy, so her self-assured pronouncements to me always came a kind of a shock, despite the fact that she made [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Letters From First Light</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 08:55:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Robin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Itâ€™s early. Grey dawn light sneaking around the drawn shades. You are lying against me, quite possibly asleep, your sweet perfect mouth near my nipple. The pillows have been jettisoned during the night &#8212; they almost always are &#8212; and the sheet has been kicked into a cotton crumple about our hips. Your leg [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Let go, just let go</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 23:40:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sinclair</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I adore the sounds a girl makes when sheâ€™s being fisted. Gutteral, thatâ€™s why that word was invented, to describe the sounds from her mouth, her throat, her chest, her belly, her cunt. Such deep noises coming from the center of her.
It didnâ€™t start as fisting. It started as me, strapped on, fucking her, her [...]]]></description>
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