For women the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time. —
Isabel Allende
Penelope Connor -- ink girl poet
Photography, Fly fishing, Life, Visuals & Fun
The wonders of the mind
Writing smut since 2012
Books and reviews with a little sass
medicated and sedated
a little side room of my own
thoughts, essays, research and fun from a research librarian
I was born not knowing and have only little time to change that here and there
The imaginary turning of my very own planet called Love. Creative mind style.
Writer of Soul-Searching Snark
"His breath took me in..."
I will creep and course through your veins, and corrupt you from the inside out.
Smart. Fashionable. Fabulous.
To become a villain, you had to have become disillusioned, and in order to become disillusioned you had to have been passionate about something you believed in that was shaken and ripped from your grasp. To answer your questions: Everyday, Always, Probably not.
Poetry, Prose, and Random Thoughts
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