gaslight city page 34 sexual awakening

clockwork is on the war path
Al fayed is innocent , please can you not abduct Dev for mating duties
this blog is copyright of LIZARIKK , throw , clockwork
harpie , bisto , chops , identity thief , bobble are not welcome
My first book is called The Love Bombers by Lacey Ember
see below please , hunnie is not welcome to it , she wants to feed my books into AI
I opt out of them being so used 

this book is fictional 

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there is a lot at stake in terms of talking to strange men online
and the horror stories we hear about it and Ellie wont be ' rewarding someone with sex '
sex is something she enjoys not something she sells !
 
a spark of warmth
 
when we help someone a little bit of stardust rubs off on us, sailing through the glory of the heavens, listen with your heart
you might understand the birds
 
cats have magical healing powers , the woody nutty sounds
as it yowls from its bones like a little bone rattling witch , her beautiful caterwauling operas with the bellows bagpipes and drones
 
number 2 likes forbidden filth himself
and since when do we ' make someone happy '

i wonder if im a bit ornamental at this point,  frustrated rage
raging until i explode ! mindblowing intensity BAM !
slam bam thankyou man

forbidden filth having sex with an edifice , making love to an institution
thats all wrong isnt it Mick 
 
someone sent a spam actor into the fridge aisle of the supermarket
to make Ellie catch something and then someone said ' fuck the knuckle '

a roast ghost is a cauliflower
 
She’s seen stars of different colours of stars ,especially pink ones 
they are playing a show of past centuries
she doesnt want the teenagers to hear her
choking like the face of scream I find that
 
its a romantic ice breaker to say something self depreciating
to open with my lack of confidence and her worthlessness it puts the other person at ease , its a way of melting the space between us a pink lady
 
apple spiralling magma look like a baby thats scrunched up its face
ready for a tantrums looks like she’s being strangled , choking
in the throes of the grip of death gasping her last.  The earth stopped running under her bare feet, hypnotised in a rigid trance

She was locked inside a transparent coffin , eyes scrunched up tight
dizzy like herhead will burst any minute concentrating intensely , 20s Vaudeville fringe theatre , suddenly she was bolt upright in her coffin
eyeballs hanging out celebrating her release , the audience tightened the noose , a large buzzsaw severed her in two pieces

just an illusion

Her body jerks out of the coffin like a jack in the box

boing

the head hanging from a spring long as the organs creepy
making the head bang against the wood
but the organism worked itself out over the night !
like the smiler ride at Alton Towers

n everybody go oooh oooooh
n everybody go ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh , an underground lake opened up
where magical energy is hidden , ahem,

a space ship of white light

a scream that rang like 
chimes of shattered alien glass bells

sexual empaths
she remembers groups of them  as teenagers
would sometimes get hold of a magazine or a video tape for a dare
and because it was funny and entertaining and crack themselves up laughing

in some ways it has been educational in her life and entertaining the old school of porn where you would go into an adult shop then in recent years there is something more sinister with instant web cam services , revenge porn etc
 
what can she put in a forbidden fruit pie ? spanish oranges brie grapes
yoghurt , cocoa  , raspberries strawberries redcurrents

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