Ashley Needles

I lay down, focusing on my breathing, a question in my mind. I'd just talked to my first "love" again, for the first time in fourteen years. The connection was still there and we talked for hours like no time had passed. In my mind, two large tankards made of wood appeared. Carved with faces. The cups, alive, neared each other and as they touched liquid sloshed from one cup to the other, back and forth. I remember laying on his floor, his fingers playing with my hair or stroking my wrist, my palm, our fingers interlocking. Our hands weaved in a dance playing with the light from the window, at the time I remember thinking it was beautiful. His sensual touch ignited my skin. I felt crazed.  My body hummed violently. I would explode if I didn't get closer to him. So many years later his voice on the phone brought the memories rushing back and I missed him. I hadn't missed him in a long long time. Confused and disoriented by a connection I'd thought long...

As my FB friends know, I've been looking into monetizing this blog. At first, I was just going to turn on the option at the side bar which goes through ad sense. After learning that pays peanuts and I'd have to edit myself, I looked into getting an affiliate account. I read some articles on marketing with blogs and came up with two things I want to market on this. Number one, audiobooks on relationships and healthy psychology, number two adult toys. Here's the rub, audiobooks are considered safe and adult products are considered taboo. Apparently mixing the two is absolute insanity. No wonder STD's are spreading like wildfire. People who like sex aren't encouraged to build real relationships and people who want real relationships aren't encouraged to be bedroom bold by our society. Sex is healthy! Sex is GOOD and imagine this, it's GREAT FOR RELATIONSHIPS!!!!!! Our society splitting sex into bad and self-development into good explains why there are so ...