The Saga of LillyNomad & Nonson

[Nonson]

Today was supposed to be the start of the story of the LOVE AFFAIR between LillyNomad and Nonson. But it is not to be.

Lilly emailed me saying that if I told it she would never speak to me again, and that she would leave the boards forever. It is not my wish that she carry out eoither of thse threats. So I wont publish the facts of our time together.

But Lilly, you will now have to bring forth facts to disprove my truthful claims. Or you will have to tell the world that you do indeed love me. The people will demand it.

Love

[Lilly]

Darling, I do love you, as I love everyone here. You have me interested in what this supposed love story was about. Please entertain us.

You have me on the edge of my seat. Refresh my memory a little my love; it is starting to come back....a little at a time.....

I love you.

LillyNomad
your little pagan beauty

[Nonson]

Babe
(the old term for LillY)

You are again playing games with me. The truth no longer means anything to you. Untold hours and thousands of miles were devoted to you by me driving back and forth from Grosse Pointe to Kitchner, while on each visit I begged you to marry me; to leave that shi##y little town with its less than enlightened people. But no, you owed it to your family to stay and pretend that you were still a virgin. Well, dear, we both know damn well that your husband did't get the cherry.

[Lilly]

What I was going to post would have truly insulted my husband, but he was my husband; stubborn old Serb that he is. I have two children to protect.

Why do you persist that you popped my hymen. The way I see it, the doctor popped my cherry when he broke my water when I went into delivery! LOL!!!!!

Darling, that is Kitchener. You have your dates mixed up old man. Did you keep a journal? If you did, dust it off and read it and get your facts straight. Are you sure it was me?

I am a very passionate woman, but only my Captain who is my lighthouse can assertain as to my sensuality and insatiable desire to please a man. He can prove it. Many long hours did we spend in blissful rapture as he taught me things I only read about. He made me WOMAN. He could not get enough of me. Many a time he would just throw me down on the bed and pull down my panties and feast on me. He knew of my obsession for cleanliness and told me not to wash so much. He wanted to taste and smell my essence.

My beloved, whom I await for so long, introduced me to passions laid hidden for so long, that were denied me. He opened Pandora's box. He said I took to O##l sex like a duck to water. I could not get enough of him. His taste and essence was so sweet and his copiousness astounded me. Xavieria has nothing compared to me.

When he arrives for me he shall re-awaken my dormant passions that I have so chastly save and guard for him.
I shall be his wife and be his mate and will mate and mate with him for life.

Oh the stories I could tell about My Beloved Captain and I. The few months spent together were experimentation that were long denied me as a woman. Episodes in the park were my favorite. Alone and undisturbed, under the twilight sky on a blanket after a sumptuous bbq.

The sounds of the night pierced with my screams and moans of wild ectasy as his face melded with my soft pelt. His wolf-like howl and groans as he mounted me and climaxed. He was a bull. I was his matador. It was like a Ravel's Bolero, our romance was......
I await to rekindle it again.

Oh, time to change my pantyliners again.

Oh My Captain, where are you? Why do you delay in coming for me? What financial woe's could be so important that your beloved sits here salting the lakes with her tears for you?

LillyNomad
Druid Princess

LillyNomad

p.s. Everyone calls me Angel, not Babe

[Irinka]

Lilly, you should write Harlequin Romance, not that I'll ever read it..but you seem to have a talent

[Lilly]

Irinka, my darling. I have many talents. Anyone can write a romance novel; that is for the amateurs. Everyone woman professes to be a romance novelist in their heart at one time or another. heheheh

My interests and skills can be utilized more efficiently than mere romance novels. Writing skills, that is. Look at the hits VCI are getting. Think about it. $$$$$$$

You have potential in you and don't see it.

Love you honey.

LillyNomad

[Irinka]

Sadly, English is my 4th language and for me to write something remotely coherent, I have to try thinking in English...Brrr
There are two kinds of people in this world: writers and readers...I'm a reader