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	<title>Sappho's Girls Blog</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>Roses on Fishnet Stockings</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On the V train:
Caramel skin and she smelled like vanilla. Her hat was knit, covering her head like a something poofy and french, brown ringlets poking deliberately out from under it. Her jacket was mocha coffee colored suede with white fur at the seams, it came in stylishly at the waist and flared at the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/26/roses-on-fishnet-stockings/</link>
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		<title>The Care &#038; Feeding of Butches</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I look handsome, tell me so. That look of appreciation in your eyes for my masculinity makes me melt.
Let me open doors for you, hold your umbrella, carry your bags, pull our your chair, refill your drink. These are the ways I call you precious.
When I am moody, let me have space. I will [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/25/the-care-feeding-of-butches/</link>
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		<title>All this heat</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been hard for days. Ready to fuck. I take long luxurious laps at the briefest contacts to my pelvis - the moment of walking through the subway turnstyles. Leaning up against a table. My hips tilt upward in wait, like the center of a plant revealing to the blue sky. Magnetic and animal and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/24/all-this-heat/</link>
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		<title>Summer Game Plan</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She saw me the moment I walked into the bar. I saw her, too, just a moment before she looked up from her vodka tonic and gave me the once-over, by which time I&#8217;d already looked away (keeping her in my periphery) and began greeting the regular barflies that were starting to recognize me. The [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/23/summer-game-plan/</link>
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		<title>learn to use that safeword, honey</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Wear a short skirt or dress, the shortest you have. Nothing underneath. Bare legs. Bare feet.
The extent of force will be up to you. If you want me to enter unannounced, unlock the door to your apartment at 9:28. I’ll be arriving at 9:30.
If you want to let me in, keep the door locked, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/06/learn-to-use-that-safeword-honey/</link>
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		<title>this is how I want you next</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In lingerie like tonight. Black stockings, seamed. Strappy sandal heels. Fresh red predicure. Pushup bra.
But unlike tonight: hair tight up off your neck. A clip would be good, chopsticks would be better. A wrap-around dress with no buttons, only ties.
Greet me at your door like this. Have my drink ready – you know what it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/07/05/this-is-how-i-want-you-next/</link>
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		<title>What I Would&#8217;ve Done</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Since we didn&#8217;t, since we couldn&#8217;t, let me tell you what I would&#8217;ve done.
First, I&#8217;d want you on your knees in front of me. I&#8217;d want the back of your head in my hand. I can still taste the back of your neck from when you sat in my lap, leaned back into me; still [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/06/26/what-i-wouldve-done/</link>
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		<title>Ask For What You Want</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I want you to only address me as Sir.
I want you to start playing with your clit ten minutes before I arrive, but under no circumstances are you allowed to come.
I want you wearing high heels and a short skirt with nothing underneath.
I want your safeword to be carnation, which means, you can yell no [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/06/25/ask-for-what-you-want/</link>
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		<title>The Question of Cocksucking</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I stood at the foot of the bed. Standing up made me realize that my jeans were still unzipped, belt unbuckled, falling around my hipbones. I hedged my bets: would my cock get sucked tonight? Is it presumptuous of me to keep my fly down? I decided: yes. I began to button the jeans.
&#8220;What are [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/06/24/the-question-of-cocksucking/</link>
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		<title>Bully</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You are face down, ponytail bobbing, wrists and ankles tied to my bedposts, the simple steel I won from my last breakup. Since then, I have fucked five women in this bed. You are the sixth.
Does it matter how I got you here? Whether I wined and dined you, bought you indulgent fruity mixed drinks, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/06/22/bully/</link>
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		<title>Lipstick &#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230; on my cock. Red, a mess of it, and on your mouth, wiped to your cheek where I smeared it hard with my fingers. My hand in your hair, pressing deeper into your throat. Under my desk maybe, or in the board room on that big oak table with huge windows that look over [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/06/12/lipstick/</link>
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		<title>Food, booze, &#038; girls</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When a banquet is laid out before me, fresh strawberries and glazed pastries and luscious sauces for pasta and spices, herbs, steam rising, I can&#8217;t not eat. I just can&#8217;t. 
Sometimes I wish I had the willpower. It does occasionally get me into trouble. I just came back from a lunch where there were five [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/05/28/food-booze-girls/</link>
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		<title>Break-up Aura</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I could have taken her home. She asked me to. Said her name was Drea. She didn’t like the whole thing, Andrea, it was too common. Drea was edgier. It clearly fit her better.
She ordered a gin and tonic at the bar, making eye contact with the bar tender, flirting; the bar tender was providing [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sapphosgirls.com/words/2008/05/19/break-up-aura/</link>
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