Sensual Mist

I am not sure why books are so hard to sell. Possibly it is the Internet, and people don’t buy online. I am a new author of books, but have wrote for years. Three of my books have come out this year. One of them is called Devil’s Conversation. It is thirty two horror fiction short stories. They are based on a few cruel things that happened in my life. I used that as a base, and added to it.

Edible Poetry is recipes I have made up, and turned into poetry. I suppose I will be two hundred years old before any one tried them. Five hundred books come out each day. I am just happy my books are being published. There is a cure to stop the common cold, and asthma in it, also. The cough stops by using the cure in Edible Poetry also.

Sensual Mist is rather a large book of 452 pages. It contains sensual short stories. Explaining how two people have met, and what leads them to making love. There are many erotica, and sensual poems. Sometimes it doesn’t take a whole story to get it all out.

Sensual Mist


Joined February 2008

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Lingerie’s Revenge

Lying in my happy bed, I fondly think
Before going any where’s close to sleep
The silk feels so way nice tonight
Black, and soft not very long
I can’t go wrong; it does say
Come on baby! Let’s play?

All my other lingerie is rather jealous, you see
-cause I picked the black silk teddy, tonight
It make’s me feel just right.

It makes my skin feel nice, and soft
Oh how I like this teddy a lot!
All of a sudden, the aqua blue chemise pops out
Right out of the dresser
It tries to do me twice!
That chemise sure does give me fright.

The robe again
Fighting with the little pink baby doll
Makes me think I must be at lingerie war.

-cause that baby doll got tore
I get up and place them both under lock, and key
So, my black silk teddy tonight
It will be pleased, and also me.

They have not mouth like you nor I
They like it when I get them high
They rub their lust on my thighs
I am sometimes O; so glad that I don’t wear busters
-cause then there would be war
Also, not those thing’s called corsets
I don’t think my teddy would rest.

For it would be so up, and fighting
I am sure my matching robe
Would find it delighting
All in all, when the day is through
I always pick one or the other of my sexy suits
To play on me, to set me off into ecstasy.

They love making me feel just right
My lingerie is not too tight
It all knows it makes me feel sexy
Then my g-string rams it in my butt
Oh gee! I don’t fuss nor cuss!

I just pretend it isn’t there
Come on now! My bum is too share
It tells me that I am something rare
It touch’s my skin so very gently
I always get my fill and plenty.

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