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I enjoyed reading the recent stories, including those by Tony, Rickye and the bad boy. Here is something from Isabel Allende's novel Of Love and Shadows (1987). The author was born in Peru but lives in Venezuela. The girl in question is the adoptive sister of the youth. Both of them know that they are not related by blood.When Evangelina was still paying with dolls, he already dreamed of possessing her, calculating how the thrust of his manhood would go through her like a sword. He sat her on his knees to help per with her lessons, and as he looked for the answers to the problems in her notebook, he felt his bones dissolve, and something warm and sticky flowing through his veins; his strength melted away, he could not think, he felt he would surely die when he smelled the the smoke of her hair and the lye soap of her clothes and the sweat on her neck, and felt the weight of her body on his. How could he stand it, unless he howled like a dog in after a bitch in heat, unless he grabbed her and gobbled her up....She could sense what he was feeling, and she wiggled around in his lap, pressing, rubbing, shifting, until she felt him grow tense and moan like a drowning man, pressing his knuckles against the edge of the table as a sharp, sweetish smell enveloped them both.' People writing on this board sometimes mention the scent of the woman's hair and of semen as Allende does. Hotbrush may like to know that there is a girl at work whom I get along well with whose bottom has felt my arousal brush against it on two occasions so far.

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