The toy gets bigger, cuter; it smiles on cue, like some kind of trick it has learned to please you. It bats at objects you dangle in front of its face, it sits up, grabs things, learns to walk, and all this seems like more learned tricks, all the manifestations of autonomy are absolutely adorable.

To Him, Who Makes Me Human, Therefore Goddess. And You, Sacred By Your Witnessing. Thanks for dropping by Enjundia Midnight Blue Impulses! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To my readers and erotica readers in gener.

August 16, 2014 by sindiantadka. You know things are truly WTF when even I refuse to contemplate masturbating to it.

Flotsam and jetsam on a sea of logorrhea. It was a posh affair, mainly attended by citizens of Sombra, North Central Positronics, and LaMerk. Excitement ran its musk through the air and on its surface babbled a throng of voices. Bill Denbrough took his seat, Beverly Marsh disengaging from his arm to sit daintily.

To Him, Who Makes Me Human, Therefore Goddess. And You, Sacred By Your Witnessing. Wednesday, 13 April 2011. Where do they have sex? So it was not surprising when, on one particularly tiring work day, she bumped into her cubemate at work, in the office restroom. They both quickly apologized, smiled in unison, and she stepped aside to let her out. Instead, she got pulled in. By The River - Part 4. Erotica Readers and Writers Association.