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	<title>Sappho's Girls Blog &#187; afterthoughts</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>&#8220;A&#8221; is for Androgynous</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2011 10:43:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She had short brown hair like the boy who sat behind you in third grade: parted on the side, cut just above her ears, flopping slightly in her left eye. She, however, was no child. She was all woman, all five-feet something of her, all rangy length of arms and legs, all skinny-hot, milk-fleshed, tattooed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Incredible Edible Ava</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2011 18:50:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One summer, a couple of years ago, I had this threesome. Clocking in at under forty minutes, it was quite possibly the fastest threesome in history. This threesome was with a totally forgettable man and Ava, this 23 year-old woman who is the postergirl for a new, uncharted, and busy sexuality.Â  Ava, a petite, busty, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Words to Stitch on a Pillow</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 08:59:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t have a family who passes much from generation to generation. There is a Hepplewhite table that used to hold our mail and telephone and now resides in my uncle&#8217;s log cabin in Wisconsin. There are some pieces of furniture and some sculpture that my grandfather crafted that are spread across three states and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Desert Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2010 08:37:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alex</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[or Tall Women with Short Dark Hair Living in the desert motivates you to get up early. Just on the edge of darkness is best. Get up, start the coffee and shuffle through the beat-up screen door onto the porch &#8212; the front porch in my case, because it faces east. Naked. That&#8217;s important. No [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Anniversary</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Oct 2010 14:01:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Robin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Couldn&#8217;t sleep last night. Took a long nap this afternoon and dreamed of you. All I remember is that you were holding my hand and I was trying not to cry. And then I woke up. And I did cry . . .]]></description>
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		<title>My Michelle That Wasn&#8217;t</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 10:22:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Crushes weren&#8217;t unusual when I was stripping. Surrounded by so much female flesh gyrating and writhing, airfucking for cash during those everlasting, carnival-lit nights, crushes on girls flitted like butterflies. I had them; others had them on me. Sometimes the stripclub crush resulted in mercurial sex or longer-lasting relationships; more often, they came to nothing. [...]]]></description>
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