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Doll’s boy’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line

the first lady says to nine ladies his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine

the tenth lady says to nine ladies they must chain his foot for his wrist’s too fine

the nineteenth says to nine ladies you take his mouth for his eyes are mine.

Doll’s boy’s asleep under the stile for every mile the feet go the heart goes nine

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Hello there! Crazy cat-lady-smut-writer older than dirt. Older than 50-year old dirt, at any rate-- Born in 1956. So there.

I am writing less, these days, and my interests have expanded, so there will be spammage of a sort; political and social import, family stuff (behind filter), writing and language resources.

When I do write, it is mostly erotica and most of that is graphic- het, F/F, M/M, lots of queer cross-category shit. I suck at what's commonly called slash-- not too much.. waiting, or angst in my my scenarios! I freely apologise to my friends who are disappointed by this, and gratefully accept the kudos of those pervs who like what I do. :)

My work crosses a number of genres. I'll try to give appropriate warnings. If I forget, don't get mad, please, just kindly remind me to edit.

There are snippets of writing, shreds of poetry, a handful or so of writing exercises. There are a few shorts, complete, and links to where the rest of them are. The easiest way to find exactly what you are looking for- if you are looking- is by way of the memories page. Most finished work is now archived at The Dharma Slut archive
And visit my delicious little webstore, for handcrafted adult items.< /shameless plug>

advice, criticism, love-letters, and inappropriate advances can all be sent to me at stellaaaaaah@gmail.com

Muchos besos!