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d to be repelled by such things, but privately I'm drawn
to "the dark side" of my own nature. If I see erotic literature on a
bookshelf, I am embarrassed in case anyone I know should see me
looking at it, but simultaneously I want to find out what is in it.
Repelled and attracted. What a mixed up prude from Indiana.
After reading this manifesto of a hyper-prude, if you could see
the outfit I'm wearing right now, you'd wonder if I was the same
person. But I vas only followink ordersz, mein Fuhrer. I'm wearing
what he told me to.
Oops. J is driving up the driveway. Time to go. I'll fill you in
on the weekend while he's at work tomorrow. O.K., I've admitted all.
No more pop-psych. And that's it for today anyway. Fun and games
time....
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A Writer's Choice Bedtime Story
Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in "Gone With
The Wind," gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in "The Collector," squirming
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the room,
lovin
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