Montly Peace Post: A Cinquain

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Every month I do a post dedicated to Peace.

I think it’s very important to sometimes remember ourselves that Love is much stronger then Hate. So share the Love, wherever you go and make the world a little better!

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Lots of  Love,

Patty

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Whispers of love

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How About Another Story? Halloween Memories by Kathryn Meyer Griffith

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Halloween Memories

Treat or Treat, Robots and Candy Corn

By author Kathryn Meyer Griffith

I believe I’m lucky. I grew up in the 1950’s and 1960’s. Halloween was so different back then. Simpler. More innocent. Exciting. A true holiday for children. And I have memories I’ll cherish my whole life.

My family was large. I had six siblings, three sisters and three brothers, and we never had much money. My dad was a salesman and my mother, like a lot of women during that time, didn’t work outside the home…she was busy enough raising seven children. We were the poor family down the street with too many kids living in the shabby two-story spooky looking house. Our neighbors shunned us or felt sorry for us. But I didn’t care, I had my family to love me. I had Grandmother Fehrt, my mother’s mother, to fill our bellies with food when…

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Naughty Girl Service – Available Today!

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Blake has an obsession with beautiful butts, especially the idea of seeing one woman spank another woman. But when hires Aisha and Tanya to come to his home and spank each other’s bottom cheeks while he watches, the beautiful young women turn the tables on Blake, when he refuses to tip them for their spanking services. Find out what happens these lovely ladies are scorned!

WARNING: Contains mature adult themes, BDSM, spanking, and explicit situations. STRICTLY for adults ONLY. All sexual acts depicted are consensual and between adults aged 21 years and over.


EXCERPT

“Naughty Girl Service, where your dreams redden our bottoms. How may I help you?”

The cell phone was slick in Blake’s hands. His palms were moist. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead. Blake’s breath was shallow and rapid. He took the phone from his ear and stared at the glowing face. 555-555-1212 He’d called the…

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