Monthly Archives: March 2020

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 282

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 282

Warning … adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 282

warning…adult content

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Steve was surprised that Ghost wanted to make love out here on the porch swing. He wasn’t going to protest, though. After all, their house was way out in the woods; no one else lived out here for miles. He smiled.

Ghost slowly rubbed his bare foot against Steve’s thigh. “Come here, I want you.”

Steve ran his hand up along Ghost’s leg. Ghost could feel the warmth transferred from the hot coffee cup, to Steve’s hand, to himself. He closed his eyes, catching his breath.

Steve set his mug on the porch. It was a bit awkward getting situated on the swing, as it kept rocking back and forth. Soon, though, the rocking began to keep time with their own sensual movements. They were free, and uninhibited with their passion, crying out as each touched the other in special places…in pleasure and a bit of loving pain. They didn’t hear the car drive up onto the gravel driveway.

It was Linda and Melody, in Kinsey’s car. They were momentarily shocked, but what else could they do…they were facing the porch, as they looked through the front windshield.

“Oh my, God, Linda,” Melody said. “What should we do?”

“Um…they’ll be done in a few minutes,” Linda said, and giggled. “Enjoy the show?”

“I feel like we’re watching a porno movie,” Melody said.

Linda shook her head. “No, we’re watching a love story.”

Melody covered her eyes, but Linda laughed, as she caught her peeking through her fingers. “You embarrassed?”

Melody nodded. “I don’t want to be seeing this. It’s my brother that I just met.”

Linda wondered, not for the first time, how much Melody had experienced in her life, she seemed so naïve.

“Okay, don’t look. It is pretty awkward. I mean, it’s my brother, too.”

“Oh, I’m glad the kids didn’t come with us out here,” Melody said.

“Me, too.” Linda took a quick glance up at the porch. All was still and quiet, now. “How should we let them know we’re here?”

“Uh…honk the horn? Or, just get out like we just got here. Pretend we didn’t see anything?”

“Yeah, that’s what we’ll do,” Linda said. “Ready?”

Melody nodded, and reached for the door handle.

“On the count of three, let’s open the doors, and get out. Act normal. One, two, three,” she counted. They opened the car doors, and as they got out, both slammed the doors to make a noise. They began talking about the weather, as they walked up the porch steps.

When Steve and Ghost heard the car doors slam shut, they froze. “Oh my, God…they’re here,” Steve said. He jumped up off of Ghost, grabbed his pajamas, and quickly stepped into them. He managed to get them pulled up, just as the girls had reached the porch steps.

Ghost had nothing to grab, except the blanket. He scrabbled around trying to find it. Steve saw it under the swing. He picked it up, and tossed it over Ghost, including his head.

“Hey,” Ghost hollered, his voice muffled. He was squirming around under the blanket, trying to find an edge to get his head out from under.

The girls stopped and stared. Linda couldn’t help herself from laughing.

“What are y’all doing here?” Steve asked.

“You told us to come over this morning,” Linda said.

“Oh, yeah…well…” he looked down at Ghost. “What the hell are you doing under there?” he asked, jerking the blanket off Ghost’s head. His hair was a fly-away, tangled mess from the static electricity in the blanket. Sweaty, and out of breath, he wrapped the blanket around himself, and without a word, stomped into the house, his bare feet barely making a sound. The trailing blanket knocked over the coffee cup, spilling the last dregs of the now cold liquid.

Melody was trying to stifle her giggles, by covering her mouth, but with little success.

“Y’all wanna come in?” Steve asked, trying to sound normal. He held open the screen door for them. Melody was taking it all in. There was a lot to look at…This is my brother’s house, and my grandmother’s…this is home…

Steve left the girls there in the living room, while he followed Ghost into the bedroom. He closed the door after himself, as he entered. Ghost was on the bed, just staring into space. When he looked up at Steve, a big, crooked grin lit up his face.

“We got caught,” he said, then got to laughing until tears ran down his face. Steve sat on the bed, laughing with him.

“Oh my, God…how long were they there?”

“I don’t know, they just appeared,” Ghost said. He lay back on the bed again, going over the past little while, in his head. He then got more serious, and reached over to pulled Steve to him. Turning on his side, he enveloped Steve in a warm hug, and kissed him. “It was so good out there,” he said, and smiled. “I want to do it again.”

“Mmm…me too,” Steve said. He smoothed Ghost’s hair, and looked into those eyes. Sighing, he kissed Ghost again. “We better get out there. Get dressed.” He got up off the bed, and went to the door. Ghost nodded, getting up, too.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Fibbing Friday – This ‘n That

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Fibbing Friday – This ‘n That

These are fun questions we’re supposed to answer in any kind of silly, wrong, or outrageous ways. Just for fun!

Find out more at the link found below.

Below are 10 questions, the answers to which are entirely up to you.
The idea though is to fib a little, a lot, tell whoppers, be inventive, silly or even outrageous in your response as long as you evade the truth (or maybe bend it a little).

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https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/03/27/fibbing-friday-27th-march-2020/

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Q & A

1. What was the significance of the little white dot on the TV screen at 11 pm? That white dot was an early version of a spy camera – as in Big Brother is watching you.

2. Who were the Woodentops? The Woodentops were people who protested the cutting down of trees, so they lived in the tree tops.

3. What is meant by the Gravy Train?  Around these parts, Gravy Train is a dog food – put water on the kibbles, and it makes a gravy sauce which dogs lapped up.

4. Who sang about flowers in the rain?  Fairies and elves always sing about flowers and rain, while dancing around a magic mushroom.

5. What do the initials MP stand for?  Be careful of the MP. It’s a warning on all mirrors, which stand for “Mirror Person”. They can haunt you!

6. What was Jiminy Cricket’s job?  Weather forecasting.

7. Why are diamonds measured in carats? Diamonds are so sparkly they can hurt your eyes if you stare at them too long. So, eat lots of carrots for eye health.

8. What do Kimball and Hammond have in common? Both of these last names are of inventors of the gumball machine.

9. What is a swizzle stick?  A swizzle stick measures the oil in your car.

10. What are chick peas? chicken poop … er … fertilizer for the garden.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Flower of the Day – Yellow Weed

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Flower of the Day – Yellow Weed

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Yes, this is a pretty yellow weed flower. There are tiny clusters of yellow petals, and some brown spiky stalks with yellow buds on the ends.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – March 25 – Peony

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 281

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 281

Warning … adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 281

warning…adult content

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As Ghost got into the warm shower, Steve moved over a bit, to let Ghost stand under the streaming water. Ghost had closed his eyes, letting it wash over him, easing his tiredness from traveling.

Squeezing out some shampoo into his hands, Steve massaged it into Ghost’s hair. He could feel himself getting turned on. Taking soap, now, he gently lathered Ghost’s body, while Ghost stood there enjoying the feeling of his own arousal, and moaning softly. While soap bubbles cascaded from them both, Steve put his lips on Ghost’s, who in turn, kissed him back, with a fierce passion.

Afterward, breathing hard, they both faced each other, sated and exhausted. Steve reached over, shutting off the water, then got a towel. He gently dried Ghost’s hair, face, and body. He could tell Ghost was half asleep as he stood there.

After they were both dry, they went into Ghost’s bedroom and collapsed on the bed. They would sleep uninterrupted by dreams or nightmares, the whole night through.

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As dawn broke the darkness of night, Ghost opened his eyes. He smiled. He was looking straight into Spirit’s eyes. The cat was purring, as he rubbed his face on Ghost’s cheek. “Mmm,” Ghost stretched and yawned. He saw that Steve was still sound asleep.

“C’mon, cat,” he whispered. They left the bed, headed for the kitchen. Ghost started the water boiling for coffee. They’d still not gotten an automatic coffee maker. Grabbing the opened can of cat food, he filled Spirit’s bowl. Waiting, still, for the water, he opened the back door. The breeze was refreshing, as it blew gently through the screen door, and had the slight smell of the ocean, carried all the way to Missing Mile.

Noticing the water was now boiling, he poured it into the drip-o-later’s top container. “When I get my coffee, we’ll go outside in the swing,” he told Spirit. Wondering if Steve was awake, he went to check on him. He wasn’t, so he took a small blanket from the bed, made a stop in the bathroom, then went to pour his coffee. They had no fresh cream, so he put extra sugar in it. “We gotta go to the store,” he said. “Let’s go out, Spirit.

Unlocking the front door he padded barefoot onto the old wooden porch. He’d forgotten to put his knee socks on, but at some point, he realized he just didn’t care any more. The sun was trying to rise above the pine trees, but so far had just tinged the sky with pinks and oranges.

He felt like writing about the beauty of it, but had left his journal inside. “Oh well, I’ll do it later.” He sat down sideways on the porch swing, holding the hot coffee cup in his hands to warm them. It hadn’t reached full summer yet, so the air was a bit cool coming off the mountains, in conflict with the warm ocean breeze. He wrapped the blanket closer around his naked body.

Spirit frolicked around in the grass of the front yard, leaping at a moth that was still around this morning. After awhile, he heard Steve moving around inside. Ghost could follow his every move, just by listening to the sounds Steve made. He could also hear Steve’s thoughts, and when he talked aloud to himself.

There…he was clinking around the cups in the cabinet, looking for his favorite one. “Where the hell is it,” Steve muttered. Ghost grinned, as he noticed he, himself had Steve’s favorite cup; it was the large, blue one, with a chip on the rim. He heard him pour coffee, and take a sip, then cuss, because it was so hot…like he always did.

He heard Steve wonder where he was, so he sent him a nudge…I’m out front… He knew Steve received the short message, because he felt Steve pause for a second, listening. Then, the screen door creaked open.

“There you are,” Steve said. “Scootch over” he said, as he tried to sit in the swing. Then, he saw it. “What the hell? You got my cup.”

“Yeah, sorry, I didn’t notice,” Ghost said.

Sighing, Steve looked out over the front yard. A fog was forming around the lower branches of the trees. “We’re home.” He glanced over at Ghost. The blanket Ghost had had wrapped around himself had slipped down a bit, showing the whole left side of Ghost’s body.

“You gonna be naked all day?” Steve asked, and grinned.

“Maybe,” Ghost said, not bothering to adjust the blanket. He drank the last of his coffee, set the cup down on the porch, then leaned back against the pillow, there on the swing. He now had his feet resting on Steve’s lap, the blanket barely covering anything.

This was as blatant an invitation as Steve had ever seen from Ghost. He looked up into Ghost’s eyes, and knew that Ghost knew exactly what he was doing…and doing to him.

“Here?” Steve asked. Ghost nodded.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

warning      warning      warning      warning

The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Here Comes the Sun – One Liner Wednesday

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Here Comes the Sun – One Liner Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday – Change

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Wishing everyone a beautiful and peaceful spring. ❤

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Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you. ~ Unknown

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Bright white sun with flared out rays in a deep blue sky. I took this photo yesterday, March 24, 2020 at 1:00 p.m.

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“Here Comes the Sun”, by The Beatles

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Pick a Topic From a Photo

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Pick a Topic From a Photo CFFC

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Week 2 – Pick a Topic from this Photo

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This is the photo Cee provided:

It looks like a stark, winter scene with bare branched trees, and a snowy road going past.

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This is my photo:

Our front yard tree, with bare branches covered in snow and ice, and the road in front of our house, which is snow-packed.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2020 BS