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How to Shave and Care for Your Favorite Vagina

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But First, a Little Story...

I remember the first time a man ever asked me to shave my vagina. I was in ninth grade, he was in tenth. We were innocently watching a movie together in his room when one thing led to another and before I knew it his sneaky fingers were down my pants. We had an exhilarating fingering session, the threat of being caught "red-handed" by a supervisory adult adding to the heat of the moment.

Then we heard it. His mother calling us to dinner. The hand was immediately gone and our clothes were hurriedly straightened. After a few deep breaths to wash the tell-tale color from our cheeks, we headed for the dining room. Dinner. Silly chatting. Time to go home.

As we were getting our coats, he pulled me into an empty room for the last of our nightly stolen kisses. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, romantically gazed into my eyes and said, "Would you shave everything for me?"

The next few seconds seemed like an eternity as I tried to reconcile what I thought he was going to say with what exactly he meant by what he did say! In my naivety it honestly took me a while to connect the dots. Then it hit me, and I must have turned all shades of red. What kind of girl did he think I was, asking me to do something as scandalous as that?! I was both furious and curiously aroused at his request.

Turns out he was right about me. I was exactly that kind of girl...Or would be in a couple more years. By the time I was a senior in high school shaving "down there" was as routine as brushing my teeth. Too bad he was long gone by then...


The Easy-to-Do, No-Itching, No-Bumps Guide to Shaving Your Favorite Vagina:

Step 1: Trim everything down to a manageable length for shaving - usually a quarter inch (1 cm) or less is good.

Step 2: Spend a few minutes soaking in a tub of warm (not too hot!) water or standing under a warm shower.

Although it might seem easy to skip this step, don't! The warm water makes skin softer and more pliant. You'll get a much closer shave and a lot less irritation than if you try to shave right away. Using bath oils to help moisturize the sensitive skin is also a great idea!

Step 3: Use a specialized shaving cream that is designed for those extra special parts of the body.

Not only are these shaving creams designed to be extra gentle, they are formulated to help reduce razor burn - which is exactly what causes those icky red bumps and itchy skin. Trust me, when you run your silky smooth vagina up and down his thigh you want it to be for completely sexual purposes - not because you literally have an itch that needs scratching! Enjoy the lathering process, it's a great "excuse" to rub yourself (or your partner) in all the right places...

Step 4: Shave in the direction of the hair growth, and then in the opposite direction.

This really does make the process easier since almost all of the hair is gently removed with the first shave. Shaving against the direction of the hair growth evens out the shave, makes it as smooth as possible, and decreases the chance of ingrown hairs. If you start off by shaving against the hair you'll be more likely to irritate the skin.

**Also, when shaving the outer lips I find it helpful to make a "V" shape with my first and middle fingers,placing one on the inner lip and the other at the crease of my thigh. This spreads the outer lip taught, making the shaving surface flatter while protecting the inner lip from accidental cuts.

Step 5: Rinse with warm water and apply an extra-sensitive moisturizer to the entire area.

Again, don't skip this step! Applying a moisturizer immediately after the shave will help to prevent excessive dryness. Plus, many of these moisturizers have wonderfully alluring scents and some go as far as being edible...But for the life of me I can't imagine why anyone would want that...

Step 6: Enjoy your perfectly smooth, luxuriously silky lips to the fullest while they last.

Because as we all know, it won't be long before you'll need to shave all over again. But somehow I think you'll find a way to turn this chore into a sensually naughty treat!

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Anal Bleaching, All the Cool Kids are Doing It!

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And by Cool Kids I mean porn stars, strippers, celebrities, and your kinky next door neighbor. Until a few days ago I'd never heard of anal bleaching. Apparently I've been completely missing this, um, "interesting" personal care trend. It's even been mentioned in big time women's magazines like Marie Claire. Since anal shaving and waxing are regular beauty Musts in today's glamorous world, I guess this is the logical next step.

But what exactly is anal bleaching?

For those of you who've been living under a rock like I have, the Urban Dictionary explains anal bleaching as a Cosmetic Technique:

"Whereby strong bleaching solutions like hydroquinones are used to lighten the anal area. This procedure is employed by strippers, body builders, actors and actresses. Seems over time, the butticular area becomes darker (some say it's due to dark foods like coffee, others speculate it's due to staining from the bilirubin content in feces.) Either way, those who aspire to wear butt floss as swimwear or do pole dancing seem to feel a lighter sphincter will improve their image.”

Huh, so it's precisely as it sounds. We should all aspire for anuses that are perfectly blended into the surrounding color of our buttocks skin, or slightly pinker for added emphasis. I don't know about you, but I'm very happy to have something as important as this to worry about! Phew! My life was getting a little too stress-free for my liking.

What Causes the "Offensive" Anal Discoloration in the First Place?

This is point of contention between those who want to position anal bleaching as a health and hygiene issue verses those who want to promote it as a cosmetic beauty treatment. On the Health side, reasons include anal staining due to excessive coffee and soda drinking, as well as poor wiping techniques that smears your you-know-what around instead of actually wiping it away. After years of poor eating habits and bad wiping, the skin around the anus becomes darker. A quick solution is to bleach away the damage, just like we bleach away stains on our teeth (even though it's not actually bleach but a heavy peroxide-based cleaning gel). Once that is accomplished, special "wipes" can be used to keep your anus its new perfect color. Oddly these "special wipes" look just like ordinary "baby wipes" repackaged and sold for a lot more, but who am I to judge?

On the Beauty Treatment side, the main reason given for anal discoloration is genetic. Some people simply have more pigment in that area than others. Personally, I'm on this side of the debate - if we can call it a debate. Just like some people have dark nipples and labia while others have light, some people have dark anuses and some people don't. It seems those who "don't" are winning the underground anal beauty war at the moment...


Where is Everyone Getting These Anal Bleaches?

Upscale salons and spas are starting to offer this treatment more and more. Sure, you have to know where to look and be willing to pay half your yearly income to acquire a wonderful porn-style anus, but it's worth it!

And if you're too embarrassed to go to a salon or spa for this very personal treatment, you can do it by yourself in the comfort of your own home. You have to love the entrepreneurial spirit surrounding this whole thing. Do a quick Google search and you'll find lots of e-shops willing to provide you with all your anal bleaching needs. There's ShopInPrivate.com and even eBay to help you out! (And yes, they sell the Very-Special-Wipes too!)

My Not-So-Humble thought on Anal Bleaching...

Call me crazy, but bending over in front of a mirror and looking between my ass cheeks is not something I do on a regular basis. Sure I give it a check every once in a while, and I'll even go so far as making sure it's silky smooth for those special occasions or when I want to have an extra good time that night...But bleaching?! Thanks but no thanks, I'll keep my anus what ever color my genetics decided it should be.

And for the record, if my sex partner actually cared enough about the color of my ass to have it negatively affect our sex life, I'd seriously consider finding a more open-minded and loving person to play with. "Photoshop" does not make for good sex anyway.

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Speak Sexy, Now Available in Surround Sound!

As some of you clever readers may have noticed, there is a brand new "listen now" button just below the titles of every blog article. That's right, you guessed it! From now on I'll not only be able to tantalize your eyes, but tickle your ears as well.

Because I've had numerous requests to create a "suitable for work" version of this site, I've taken it one step further by creating a portable, MP3 supported podcast that you can download and listen to where ever and when ever your naughty little heart desires. Just subscribe to the podcast or download individual articles, pop in your ear buds, and steal a few minutes of sexual me-time. It's a great way to unwind in traffic, at lunch, during board meetings...

Your bosses will hate me, your lovers will thank me, and you'll be utterly pleased with yourself for getting around your work place's Cyber Police. Not to mention the sex God or Goddess you are certain to become.

Yeah, I know. I like to spoil you guys. But hey, you are the sexiest set of readers a girl could ask for!

Leave a comment and let me know what you think.

Vibrating Your Way to Health - What You Didn't Know About the History of Vibrators

Way back in the late 1800's the first vibrator was created as a medical device intended to treat and cure hysteria - a "disease" which only affected women and was characterized by: irritability, depression, confusion, heart palpitations, forgetfulness, insomnia, headaches, muscle spasms, ticklishness or weepiness (Lindemann, 2006).

Apparently the founders of modern medicine, all men let's remember, decided that women who suffered from any of the above conditions would feel much better if they simply orgasmed more. Of course, they didn't call it an orgasm because they believed women could only experience an orgasm via penile penetration. Wasn't that convenient? Instead these "pelvic massages" and "vibratory treatments" caused "local spasms" which led to "hysterical paroxysms." Nothing sexual per se, this was medicine, not obscenity!

I'm sure the women involved knew exactly what was going on. But who could blame them for seeking release where ever they could? Considering how little their sexual pleasure was considered in marriage at the time they probably didn't care where their orgasms were coming from as long as they were coming. After all, masturbation was a horrible sin - good women didn't do that! But, good women did go to Doctors...


It's interesting to note that because vibrators were considered a legitimate treatment for a legitimate problem they were accepted by society and readily used in Doctors' offices and homes. In fact, it wasn't until the 1920s with the glorious introduction of film and photographic pornography that the vibrator became associated purely with sexual pleasure for the first time. Needless to say the reaction of the conservative society was to ban the vibrator's use as such, and the poor vibe became an outcast, at least publicly, for the decades that followed.

Welcome to the Sexual Revolution of the 1960s! Finally sex for pleasure was cool, and the long-lost vibrator was back in the spot light. Since then it's lingered around, quietly popping it's head up here and there. Today's women don't think twice about buying, talking about, or using those little devices. But has the medical appeal disappeared completely?

Nope. Instead of treating hysteria, vibes are used to treat Sexual Dysfunction. Turns out those pervy old Drs were onto something. Having orgasms really does help to alleviate symptoms of depression, anxiety, irritability (think of how you feel after a month without cumming!), and so on. Having orgasms has great overall health benefits for both men and women due to the amount of endorphins released into the body. Plus the exercise is good for you too. Combined these things help relieve some causes of sexual dysfunction - primarily mental/emotional ones.


But where does the vibe fit in? Physically vibes encourage blood flow to the genital area which means it gets more oxygen. This leads to increased sensation and responses. Used as a treatment, vibes actually do help women in particular keep their genitals "primed" for sexual arousal.

A good catch phrase often cited in Sexological literature is "Use It or Lose It." As both men and women get older, those who maintain an active sex life continue to have satisfactory sex well into "old age," whereas those who do not suffer more genital degeneration and sexual pain. Something to think about. Regularly using vibes can help keep our genitals responsive and healthy into our senior years.

So, although the vibe has been reintroduced into the medical profession as a treatment, at least it's true sexual nature has come out of the closet!

Want to Know the Gritty Details? Check Out These Sources:

The Technology of Orgasm: "Hysteria," the Vibrator, and Women's Sexual Satisfaction (Johns Hopkins Studies in the History of Technology)

The Many Joys of Sex Toys: The Ultimate How-to Handbook for Couples and Singles

The Adventurous Couple's Guide to Sex Toys


Reference:

Danielle J. Lindemann, "Pathology Full Circle: A History of Anti-Vibrator Legislation in the United States," Columbia Journal of Gender and Law 15.1 (2006), Questia, 7 Sept. 2007 http://www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&d=5013997914

I Seize You

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I seize you

and the moment
pulling you close
My eyes have turned
from sparkling blue
to dark with desire
My mouth wanting
finds yours responsive
our kiss almost hostile
Pushed against the wall
my knee pressing firmly
between your legs
we tear at each other
ripping away the layers
that keep our skin
from the heat of passion
Rough hands grab flesh
Soft hands pull hair
We fall wildly to the floor
By demanding will
Iam pulled into you
unrelenting in your need
rigid in my response
almost ruthless in
our intolerable lust


Breathing labored with sweat
we grind away at time
each matching thrust
brings me closer to boil
You scream at the heavens
your love squeezing me tight
With rapture I unleash
the heat of my intensity
we now lay sated
entwined in adoration
we muse with fondness
at our sharing of love

by: Joseph - aka Diginatii

Thanks so much for that steamy poem Joseph! I found this very friendly and delightful Kansas poet over on StumbleUpon and thought you lovely readers might appreciate taking a look at his work as much as I do. He says he started writing just a couple years ago as a way to vent life's frustrations. If only we were all so articulate...

Are You Waiting to be Seduced?

It's Thursday evening and you're standing in line at the grocery store. Your significant other called just as you were leaving work to inform you that dinner would not be on the table when you got home because there was nothing edible in the house. Great. Perfect end to a crap day.

You look around at all the other miserable nine to five-ers who've had to make the same dinner grabbing pit-stop as you have. And then suddenly, out of the garbled faceless crowd, you see their eyes - intent, focused, unflinching. You look behind you. Surely those eyes aren't meant for YOU. You look back cautiously, and the eyes are still there, just the same. No, a little more hungry now, a little more bold. The person smiles a little, a turning up of their lips, nothing more - but it's a smile that's universally recognizable. The one that says, "Yes, I'm looking at you and I think you look delicious."

You look away and shuffle forward as the checkout line moves up, but the blush you're trying to hide is already heating your cheeks. Should you look at them again? Should you smile back? Should you pretend you didn't see the lust in their eyes and get out of the store as quickly as possible?

You know what the right thing to do would be, but you can't help yourself. It's the most thrilling thing that's happened to you all day. Those eyes. That smile. You look up again, pulse racing. But there's no one there. Your heart inexplicably sinks, and you feels as though a chance has been missed. But a chance at what? You weren't going to talk to them. You weren't going to exchange numbers. But maybe one more exchanged look would have been enough...

***

These secretly indulgent, unexpected, and utterly insignificant moments happen to us all at some point. They creep up out of nowhere and often make us wonder why that electric spark that passes so easily between strangers seems so hard to recapture with our long term significant others. For many, these moments make them doubt how "in love" they really are with their partners. Such a tiny exchange can cause all sorts of destructive thoughts - Am I bored with my relationship? Am I not close enough to my partner emotionally? Should I feel guilty about my attraction to this stranger? Should I tell my partner what happened when I get home?!

It's completely natural and very typical to experience momentary confusion, but the worst thing you can do is dwell on it too much. If you were perfectly content with your partner before this heart-pounding episode started, then you should rest assured that you are still content with your partner now that it is over. Just because someone looks at you "that way" and turns you on does not mean you're going to run off and start cheating.

Having said that, the fact that people experience these interactions with others should be some what of an incentive to keep your own relationship as spicy as possible. If your relationship is in trouble and both partners are not getting their needs met - either emotionally or physically - then these furtive glances across the grocery aisles are much more likely to be perused.

Essentially you can think of it this way: Everyone is always waiting to be seduced and swept away by a torrid and sexual romance. No one's life is ever too busy for such things. Somehow lovers always find the time to be lovers.

So the real question becomes: Are you going to let a stranger seduce your lover, or are you?

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Beautiful Agony...More Clips to Love

So instead of the usual Sunday Erotica I've decided to treat you little lovelies to a bit of moving, writhing, moaning visual stimulation. I'll keep the post short and let the sensuous girl above work her magic...

Oh, was that not enough for you? Here's the link to some more.

As always, I wish you a relaxing Sunday with lots of dripping-wet, mouth-watering moments.

Fur, and the Carnality of Love

Fur - If you're going to enjoy this movie, the first thing you have to do is to forget that it's trying to fictitiously depict the life of a very famous photographer named Diane Arbus. It has nothing to do with her. Once you've done that, you can see the movie for what it really is - a sexually provocative story that blurs the lines between macabre fascination, lust, compassion, and ultimately love.

Drawn to the enigmatic charisma of the mysterious man (Robert Downey Jr.) upstairs, Nicole Kidman's character falls deeper and deeper into a world of carnal sensuality with a man who never actually touches her. The movie is directed by Stephen Shainberg, the acclaimed director of Secretary (another beautifully complex sexual tale). Like Secretary, Fur is slow moving and offbeat, but filled with nuanced glances, stunning cinematography, and symbolic details that many viewers may miss the first time around. It's certainly not a movie for everyone. But for those who can identify with and follow the emotional journey of the characters, The movie will grip you from the beginning and leave you cathartically satisfied by the end.

Scenes that Make the Movie:

Their first Meeting - He talks to her and asks her surprisingly sexual things about her past. It's clear that she's never shared these details with anyone, and she's both turned on and embarrassed by him. Does she like to expose herself? Does she like the way men look at her? Does she like to be scared? A wonderful mix of humiliation and honesty, the scene sets the stage for their relationship.

The Bathtub - He gives her permission to be herself with him. Her real self. She doesn't need clothes, but a blindfold always helps. She doesn't need to hide her lust or sensuality. Finally she's accepted by someone.

The Revealing - This is undoubtedly the climax of the movie, so I won't give too much away. It's his turn to be vulnerable, to open up himself to her. Suffice to say that it's painfully slow, incredibly intimate, and heartbreaking all at the same time. For those of us who enjoy delving into trust-and-razor play, this scene may just be one of the best ever in portraying the depth of emotionality that can go into it.

Beyond the Movie - The Carnality of Love

But why I really loved Fur was the way it showed the carnality of love. She wants to keep his body with her at all times. She wants his skin, his breath, his hair. She wants to bury herself in his scent, even when he's gone.

In today's modern society these very bodily aspects of lust/love seem to be misunderstood and/or vanishing. It's sexy and touching that in The Red Violin (another great movie!) a man is so distraught over his wife's passing that he uses her hair to make the strings of a violin, and her blood to make the dye. There's an animalistic, instinctual need to keep our loved one's with us - not in the metaphysical/spiritual sense - but in the flesh. And although it may seem illogical or crazy to carry a vial of someone's blood around your neck (nod to Angelina Jolie), on a deeper emotional level I think we all understand it. We don't need to explain it. It just makes sense without needing a rational...

But since our culture is all about rational, this type of unconscious understanding is unfortunately becoming unacceptable to express. Which, of course, ties directly in with sexuality since so much of our sexuality is still instinctual. It's a glaring reminder that we are still animals. We hunger, thirst, and lust just like the rest of them...

And I for one think connecting with this side myself is what true contentment feels like - Skin, blood, hair, and all!

Getting Anal Sex Right - The First Time

This article contains things that may make you feel uncomfortable - including poop. If you will be grossed out or offended, stop reading now. It is intended for mature, open-minded adults only. Thanks.

Anal sex can be tricky to get right, especially the first time. And since it's something many people have questions about, I've decided to write this brief overview of a couple easy-to-do anal techniques. If you or your partner are hesitant about trying anal sex then admirable sex advice bloggers Dan and Jennifer have a nice video aimed at helping you decide if this is something you should try. If you decide it is, then by all means use one or two of the below suggestions. Remember this should be fun. If it feels like a chore or icky or whatever then it's not going to work! Relax!

Note: These techniques are written from a female/male (penetrator) perspective, but can be used on any willing, um, A-Hole of your choice!

Easing Your Way Into Anal Sex

Step 1) You must both be "in the mood" for any anal action to happen! I can't emphasize the importance of being turned on enough. To start, a nice relaxing bath/shower is a wonderful idea. Do what ever it takes to get your partner as excited as she could possibly be. For some women this may be half an hour of oral enticements, for others it may be a kissing marathon, it doesn't matter. But whatever road she chooses, do it until she's literally dripping for you.

I'm not sure how much men do or don't understand this, but there comes a point during prolonged "foreplay" when women feel an urge to have something inside them. No kidding. It goes beyond reasoning and straight to instinct (at least it feels that way!). You'll know when she's reached this blissful state of need, usually because she'll say things like, "Please, God please now!" or "I need you" or, if she's the straight forward type, a simple "Fuck me!" will undoubtedly clue you in.

Step 2) Now you can go ahead and start with the lube. And then More Lube. And then One Finger. Just one to start...You are Not in a hurry! The important thing for the woman is to stay relaxed and uninhibited. You can help with this by keeping up other sexual stimulation (like circling her clit with the fingers of your other hand, or kissing her deeply...The main point is to distract her from your One Finger). By doing this sensations will start to blend together for her, and she'll actually enjoy the New Sensation rather than feeling afraid of it. If she's doing great and still begging you for more, try inserting a second finger. This is when it may become a bit painful, so go slowly and let her tell you when enough is enough.

*Some people prefer putting a condom or latex glove on their fingers before anal penetration. It's healthier in terms of keeping the bad bacteria where it should be, and makes penetration a little smoother.*


Step 3) Congratulations, you're ready for the big moment! But wait, before you go plowing into anything just yet, make sure you're wearing a condom and very well lubed up. Even if you've been married for ten years and never use condoms, do it this time. The bacteria in that particular part of her delectable anatomy can cause your most precious pecker a not-so-precious infection. Consider yourself warned.

And like the rest of this journey, your mantra should be "Go Slowly!" In fact, why not let her be on top? If she is willing, the woman-on-top position is the best for first time anal sex because she can control the pace and depth. It also puts less stress on the sphincter which means it's be more comfortable for her and less likely to cause small tears/bleeding due to the inevitable stretching. Once you're in and out a few "painfully" slow times, she'll probably get used to the new sensations and set a pace that's good for you both.

If you both made it happily this far, great job!

Step 4) Clean up. Once your orgasmic fantasy sex is over, please take a moment to wash up with soap and dispose of everything carefully.


Now That You've Read the Do's, Here are a Couple Important Don'ts:

1) If something goes wrong please don't be embarrassed to go to a doctor asap! Anal sex, especially if done roughly, can cause real medical problems. If she experience abdominal pain, bleeding more than just a small toilet "wipe," or if he experiences itching, burning, etc. go to the doctor!! Trust me, it won't be the first time they've seen this stuff.

2) Don't make a big deal about the "brown" on the condom - if there is any. Be an adult and don't embarrass the person that just allowed you into her most sensitive place! This will certainly be the first and the last time if you do.

One way to avoid this is to try and go to the bathroom a few hours before the intended sex - but this is admittedly hard to control. Other people use water enemas to "clean out" the passage...But that's a whole other post in itself.

3) Don't expect to complete the entire process on your first try. It takes most women a lot of time to get ready for this (mentally, physically, and emotionally) so expect to break down the steps into a few sessions that build up. For example, try one finger the firs time and then continue with your "regular" sex routine. Try two fingers the next time, etc. Building it up in this way will make it seem less scary and more approachable. Be willing to talk through any of the fears or discomforts that come up.

4) Don't expect anal sex to be an every-time-sex kind of thing. Even if you both had an excellent time, many women like to save anal sex for "extra special" occasions. Then again, a few women love it so much they want it that way or no way...But those are the exceptions.

That's it. I hope this was helpful to you. If I missed something, or you have another technique that you've tried and loved, leave a comment and let us know!

Enforcer - Erotic Book Review

Rolling her eyes, she moved over and straddled his lap. “Thank you for the cookies.” She kissed one eyelid. “And the tea.” She kissed the other. “Thank you for being concerned about me.” His lips were beneath hers and felt carnal and fleshy and delicious. She grazed them with her teeth and he opened his mouth and pulled her to his chest tightly.

“You taste so good, beautiful,” he murmured against her lips and then her chin and neck as she tipped her head back, allowing him access to the hollow of her throat. As she did it, she felt her wolf move within her. Be moved within her by the submissive act of baring her neck to him.

He growled low, the sound trickling from his lips. With gentle but firm teeth, he took the tendon at the side of her neck and bit down. A shudder of orgasmic pleasure rolled through her, she whimpered as the sensuality of the moment flooded her.

~ Excerpt from Enforcer by Lauren Dane, page 112 ~
~ Genre - Werewolf/Human Romance ~
~ Rating - Very Good ~

***Some Spoilers Ahead - But Only the Obvious Ones...***

Plot Synopsis:

Mmmmm, and you wonder why I like werewolf erotica so much? Above is just a teeny snippet of one of the steamy sex scenes gratuitously sprinkled throughout Enforcer. At its core this 146 page short novel is about a human woman avenging her brother's murder and falling in love with a werewolf who may be partly to blame. Regardless of his culpability, they quickly realize they're biological mates, and must work together in order to bring those involved in her brother's death to justice. There is a bit more plot to it than just that...Her culture shock at entering the "Pack," traitors among the wolves, a potentially lethal biological weapon that must be controlled...But that's the main gist.

What I Liked:

The lead female character, Nina, rocks! She's mouthy, doesn't take crap from anyone - including her Big Bad mate and his Alpha wolf brother, and she can hold her own in a fight. She is certainly not a "damsel in distress" kind of gal. She uses a lot of "bad" words which may offend some readers - but then again if you're an "easily offended" type you probably wouldn't want to read this book anyway.

The lead male, Lex, is also pretty cool, though a little one-dimensional. As the title implies, he's the Pack's "Enforcer" which means he deals with any wolves who break the Pack's laws. Sure he's portrayed as having a deadly reputation, but he always gives in to Nina's wishes without much of a fight, making him seem a little "wussy" to me. I tend to like couple-fight-scenes, but these fizzled out too quickly.

What I Didn't Like:

It's certainly not worth a Pulitzer for writing style. However, I've read a lot worse. The author keeps her words simple and the dialog's decidedly urban.

The Sex:

Hot! It makes the book in my opinion. The author uses lots of detail and always includes oral as well as vaginal sex. There is one scene in particular that stands out. It involves the two main characters and Lex's brother. Yep, Nina has to have sex with both of them so she doesn't go insane, literally, for wolf-mating related reasons. Although a little strange, the scene is very well done and appealing to readers who don't normally seek out three-some erotica. From that point on in the story there's an odd, slightly incestuous vibe that happens between Nina and the two brothers which adds to the emotional complexity of the novel.

The Final Test - Would I Read Another Book By This Author?

Yes! She's a keeper!

You Can Buy Enforcer as an e-Book at Ellora's Cave Publishing Online. Happy Reading!

Buying My First Corset

(Yeah, Yeah. My face is missing on purpose and the date is wrong since I forgot to reset the camera after taking the battery out...)

I did it. Finally. I splurged.

I bought myself a gorgeous corset as a surprise for my husband. OK so it wasn't the hard-core "Victorian I'm going to pass out" kind of corset...But it was a lace-up the back "Playboy Bunny figure making" little thing! The kind you can't help but feel incredibly sexy in (as soon as you shimmy and suck yourself into it, that is).

I have to admit though that part of the fun was finding the time to sneak away. I went to my not-so-local Fredrick's of Hollywood store and spent the better part of an hour trying on and selecting the perfect one. Consider it female bonding time...It's not often I let a random woman pull me in to a dressing room and bind me into an article of very restricting clothing...But for this particular purchase, what other choice did I have?

Here's a link to the actual corset.

And as any girl knows, once I got the corset I had to get the thigh-highs and the matching thong and the jewelry that emphasized all the right places. Needless to say by the end of this racy extravaganza I'd blown almost $200 and secretly smiled my way home. I had to wait an entire day before I could finally reveal the latest additions to my lingerie collection.

But was it worth it?! Did he like it?! Did it inspire an entire night of sucking, fondling, vibrating non-stop sexual bliss?! The kind that turns you on for days and days afterward just thinking about it?!

Hmmmmm, I think I'll keep that part to myself...for the moment. Let's just say that now that I know the real worth of the corset, $200 seems like a steal!

Do you have a corset-related sexual experience or fantasy? I'd love to know!

Oh-Mi-Bod is Oh-Mi-God!

As promised, here is Speak Sexy's Review of the infamous OhMiBod Vibe! A big thank you to Kristofer over at Dragon Steel Mods for making this possible. Be sure to check out DSM for full and honest reviews on the coolest, geekiest, and strangest products this side of adulthood.

Welcome to the OhMiBod Experience...

Decadently indulgent, sumptuously wicked, and utterly pleasurable is the only way to describe the OhMiBod orgasmic experience. A vibrator that plugs directly into any iPod, the OhMiBod is one musical you’ll want to enjoy over and over, and if you’re lucky, over again…

What is it?

At its core the OhMiBod is a sleek and elegant vibrator. Simple in design, its five and half inch insertible shaft can produce seven different vibration patterns all on its own. (Hint: number three’s a warming teaser, number five’ll drive you straight to the edge, and number seven’ll have you seeing stars!) Then, with a simple switch of its convertible top, the OhMiBod transforms into the sexiest iPod accessory available anywhere.

Speak Sexy Says…

I know what you’re thinking. I was skeptical too. Does it really work like it says it will? Does it actually pick up the subtleties of the music and vibrate accordingly? Will it really change patterns and intensities depending on what song I listen to or how loud I listen to it?

Yes, yes, and thank goodness YES! The best way I can think of to describe how the OhMiBod feels is to have you imagine what it would be like to feel the visualization programs that come with most computer music players. You know the ones that make endless psychedelic spirals or imitate fire? They bounce up and down, spin faster or slower, and generally daze you into a wonderful music-inspired oblivion that seems to blend hearing and sight into one coherent sensual experience. Well, that’s exactly what the OhMiBod does. Finally, you can be “touched“ by your music.


Time to Get Personal…

Once I popped in my ear-buds and snuggled up to my favorite “mood” tunes, adding the timely vibrations to my most sensitive bits was a natural extension of the musical experience. Rather than feeling odd or distracting, the OhMiBod gave me the incredible opportunity to “get into” my music like never before. Every crescendo was tangible, every drum solo - wonderfully agonizing. But the best part was the game the OhMiBod created. Unlike all other vibes I‘ve ever tried, this one really deserves to be called a “toy.“ I had so much fun, honest kid-in-a-candy-store kind of fun, trying to figure out which song(s) would please me the most that I had to recharge my iPod by the end! Yep, it was that good. Now when I hear a new song on the radio I can’t help but think about what it would “feel” like. I‘ve been corrupted! Of course we’re all used to the idea of music getting us thinking sexy thoughts, but when was the last time a song made you so hot and bothered you actually climaxed? I’m telling you, you have to try it to believe it…And you’ll have a whole new appreciation for your “repeat” button!

OhMiBod Community Bonuses!

Apparently if you do have trouble selecting good “me-time” music OhMiBod.com provides a portal and blog where other OhMiBod users have created special downloadable mixes designed to get you off. Imagine that! Like I said, I enjoyed trying out different kinds of music to see what worked, but if you don’t have the time or just want a straight shot to the big “O” there are sex-music-aficionados out there who are more than happy to help you out. Wow, a sex toy with a built-in community…Uniting um, “music,” lovers everywhere!

Vibe Pros: * Too many to list.
Vibe Cons: * It’s not the quietest vibe on the planet. But then again, you’re supposed to be listening to music anyway.

The Official OhMiBod Information:
* Two vibrators in one! Additional end cap transforms OhMiBod into a manual, non-music powered vibrator that produces a broad range of constant vibrations.
* Audio enabled microchip is seamlessly integrated into its elegant design. Converts music into vibrations.
* Easy to use. Simply connect to music player via 3 ft "freedom" cord and splitter. Cord, splitter, and velvet privacy pouch are all included.
* OhMiBod users can be part of community with OhMiBod.com's blog, "OhMiBlog".
* DJs share mixes they've created for OhMiBod via OhMiBod.com's "Club Vibe".
* 500 beta members who are vocal about sex and comfortable with their sexuality.
* Sexy OhMiBod mixes are available in the the iMix™ section of the iTunes™ store.
* Volume controls vibration intensity.
* Quiet, highly efficient and powerful motor.
* Molded from premium grade hypoallergenic white non-toxic, non-porous plastic with chrome finish - very iPod®esque.
* Overall length 7" (5 1/2" insertable); Diameter 1 1/8".
* Requires 2 AA batteries.
* Optimized for all iPod® models, but compatible with other MP3 players.


How To Get Your Sticky Little Hands On One:

Just visit OhMiBod at http://www.ohmibod.com and check them out. It ships quickly in a very discreet package, and retails for only $69.00! I can’t say enough good things about it!

Seriously, you’ll never see your iPod the same way again!

What I Saw - Voyeur Erotica

Mr. Writer has been at it again...This time dreaming up a steamy voyeuristic fantasy for your reading pleasure. I'm very pleased to bring to you Naughty Ones another installment of Sunday Erotica. So sit back, unzip those cumbersome pants, and indulge your carnal side a little. But remember, this is a fantasy...a very illegal one at that...So please Kids, Don't Try This At Home!


I had passed by her house probably a hundred times during my evening walks. I had seen her out walking her dogs and playing with her kids. I had even spoken to her briefly while she washed her car. From what I gathered through my brief observations, she was a single mom. She worked a 9-5 job and probably made decent money. And, to me, she always seemed a bit on the conservative side.

My evening walks on the golf course were my sacred time of solitude; time to reflect on the events of the day or week, or just think through whatever was going on in my life. For the most part, I was unaware of what was going on around me. But that night, walking along the gold cart path behind the houses in my neighborhood, I saw her. Well, it wasn't all of her, but I caught a glimpse of two legs jutting out from a couch lit by the glow of late night television. They were gorgeous legs in that dim light. The light flickered and created shadows showing the tone of her thighs and calves. I tried to continue my walk, but all I could think about were those legs. Wow, those legs...were they as soft as they looked? Were they freshly shaved? Were they clothed? The thought of those legs consumed me until I found myself turning around to get another look. But, by the time I got back, the legs were gone. So I kept looking. I found them in the kitchen now. The night light from the stove made it hard to see, but I could tell that they were indeed not clothed, and only covered by a t-shirt. It must have been an old one, perhaps belonging to an ex-boyfriend or husband, or perhaps it was just a shirt that she acquired along the way. Whatever the case, it was a faded white and just barely covered her ass. And, as she lifted to her tip toes to get a Glad from the cupboard, I could see that the t-shirt was the only thing covering her.


She took a drink of water from the glass, set it in the sink and made her way to her bedroom. I was standing close to her house now, no longer on the golf course, but standing on her freshly mowed lawn, looking around to be sure that I was still the only one out there. My heart started pounding. This was way out of character for me. But I had to see those legs again. I found myself standing at her bedroom window when she walked in. There was one light on as she walked into her closet, took the shirt off, and dropped it to the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her naked body was beautiful. Her breasts, like tear drops hung from her chest, her ass still tight, her legs tanned. There were faint tan lines from what looked to be a conservative bathing suit; one that covered her completely in all the right places. But it was gone now, and it was just her, standing in her bathroom, brushing her teeth naked.

Was I really seeing this? My heart continued to pound. I wondered if I would be caught. What would happen if I was? I didn't care. I had to watch. I had to see more. I was right at her window now, nose almost pressed against the screen covering.

She finished brushing her teeth, checked herself in the mirror and turned the bathroom light off. I dropped to my knees, just below the window sill. Then, another light came on. I peeked through the bottom of the window. It was the light on her night stand. She lay in bed now, on top of the covers, picked up a magazine and began flipping through it. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was so gorgeous in that light. I had never thought of her sexually before, but now she was all I wanted.

She reached the end of the magazine rather quickly and set it on her night stand. One leg was bent, her knee in the air, her thighs smooth. Her breasts hung perfectly on her body and she sat sort of propped up against her pillow. I thought it was over. I thought the light would go off in a minute and she would drift off to sleep. But she didn't. Her hand raised to her neck, then made a path down her body, fingers just barely touching her skin as they passed over her pressed, across her stomach and down towards freshly shaved pussy, then back up to her neck. She repeated this movement several times before her fingers finally found her clit. Slowly she rubbed it. I rubbed with her. My cock was completely hard now. And as she continued I was sure she couldn't see me. I stood back up at her window, and took another look around. I was still alone. The moon was low in the sky and cast little light on the golf course. Some night it was almost bright as day. But this night was dark. This night was ours to share. Her had went round and round on her clit. Her head fell back on her pillow, her eyes still open, stared blankly at the ceiling. Her hips began to rise and fall as she moved faster and faster, then two finger dropped into her and she just held them there for a moment. The came out, glistening with her wetness. She reached across her bed to her night stand, opened the top drawer and pulled out a vibrator. My heart beat faster. Blood surged to my cock. How could this be happening? How did I never think to do this before?


She twisted the vibrator to the on position and ran it down her body following the same path that her fingers had just taken. She held it on her clit for a moment. Why couldn't that be my cock? Why couldn't I be inside her? I found myself pressing my cock against the wall of her house. The vibrator then disappeared inside her as she let out a fairly audible moan. I could hear her! It just got even better. She began pumping the vibrator in and out of her. She was so smooth with her motion, so rhythmic like there was a son in her had that she was moving too. Again her hips rose and fell. Her eyes closed now as she brought herself toward orgasm. Her head began to move from side to side on her pillow. I dropped back to my knees afraid to be caught. Did she see me? My head dropped below the window sill. I closed my eyes hoping to hear her cum. I waited.

When I finally found the courage to look again, I saw that she had changed position. She was now sitting on the bed, facing me, legs spread apart, fingers working her clit and she was looking right at the window. i dropped down again. What was she doing? She must not be able to see me. I lifted again, she was still there, still rubbing her clit. I could see how wet she was. I could see every detail of her body as she sat there, performing for me. I stood again. i didn't care if she saw me. I stood right in front of her window, perhaps 4 feet away from her. She stared at the window, an almost sinister look on her face as she moved her hand up and down. i could hear her heavy breathing, her occasion moaning. I could see her hard nipples, her smooth shoulder, the color of her eyes as she seemed to look right back at me. I rubbed my cock vigorously through my shorts. A smile came across her face. She reached back and grabbed her vibrator and inserted into her dripping wet pussy. Again she moaned, louder this time, then began pumping as before. Her other hand past up her body, across her cheek and disappeared into her hair. I was literally pressed against her house, practically making love to her wall.

Her movements became more erratic. I could tell she was about to cum. Faster and faster she moved her vibrator in and out of her self, making sure to press it against her clit and she pulled it out and pushed it back in. Her eyes closed as if she couldn't have kept them open if she wanted to. Her body shuddered. All at once she pushed the toy deep into her pussy and help it there. Her breathing stopped, eyes still clamped shut, mouth open...everything stopped.

It seemed like an eternity she held that pose, then she collapsed back on to the bed. Her vibrator now lay next to her body, her hands rubbed her thighs. I wanted to jump though the window and make her cum again, properly this time. But still I watched. I watched as she sat back up, weary now, picked up her vibrator and and put it back into her night stand, slipped her still naked body under a thin sheet and turned off the light.


I don't know if she saw me. I can only assume that she did, but that's not really something you can just go and ask to someone who is practically a stranger. But, I check her window every night now. And when I see her out walking her dog, or playing with her kids, or in the yard and we make eye contact, I swear we both know. And, I swear she enjoyed it almost as much as I did.

Mmmmm, feel better? If you would like to send comments, story suggestions, or general thank yous to Mr. Writer, email him at SpeakSexyStories@gmail.com He loves to hear from his readers, and will be more than happy to accommodate your every request...

Cabin Fever - Illustrated Erotica

Yes, it's Sunday Erotica time again, and I have quite a treat for everyone who ever went to summer camp! This drippingly delicious story was sent to me by a very creative Speak Sexy reader. I think you'll agree it is certainly yummy enough to share...


The scene takes place out at camp. We start out standing in one of the empty cabins, but in this fantasy there is a bed still in the cabin (and it happens to be clean). We are looking around the cabin, searching for graffiti...for any sign of some memory that we can relate to. We find ourselves standing in the center of the cabin. Our eyes catch each other and we stand and stare at each other for a short time; seeing each other in a different light for the first time. We step closer. The emotion of our surroundings builds and we embrace. We stand there alone in that cabin in the middle of the memory of our childhood and we just hold each other. We know this is the last time we are going to be out there together. This is the last chance we have to create a last memory we can hold on to for the rest of our lives.

While holding you close to me my lips find your neck and I take the opportunity to kiss it...once...then twice...then a long kiss. I hold my lips against your neck and feel you squeeze me tighter as we stand there. The smell and sounds of camp are all around us...the smell of pine needles baking in the sun...the wood of the cabin...the odor of 50 years of childhood memories come and gone; the sound of the birds chirping in the trees...the gentle wind blowing through the cabin...and the strange silence we never thought we would be witness to in this place.

My hands begin to move up and down your body as I continue to kiss your neck. You moan lightly in pleasure and we begin to let ourselves fall into the moment...to let go of what we know we should do and give in to what we both want. The kisses to your neck move around to your chin and cheeks, up your face and around your forehead and back down to finally...finally...find your lips. For the first time I feel your lips against mine and I now know what it is like to be that guy...that fortunate guy who "has" you. You are slow to respond at first, but then accept my tongue into your mouth and now there we stand...in the middle of that old cabin...creating our last new memory at camp.

I begin to explore your body as we kiss. I slide my hands down your back and over your ass. I pull you closer to me and you can feel me getting hard...pressing against you now...just begging for your body. My hands move around to your hips and up your sides...they gently graze your breasts before moving back down your body. I turn you now and move you back towards the bed.


You fall to the bed and now sit in front of me as I stand and stare down at you. I lean over and kiss you again, stand back up and take off my shirt. I push you back onto the bed. You lie flat now, legs hanging off the side of the bed. I unbutton your shorts slowly; taking in every second of this experience...recording for future playback. I slide your shorts off you and toss them on the bed beside you. I look at you for a moment lying there...your eyes locked on mine. I kneel on the ground in front of you and run my hands up your exposed legs. I kiss your calf and up the inside of your leg...over your knee and up your thigh, then back down the inside of your other thigh, over your knee and down to your other calf. My hands again slide up your legs and take hold of your panties. Slowly, i pull them down and again toss them on the bed beside you. For a moment I pause...a dream...this all must be a dream...and if it is a dream, I hope I don't wake up for a long time. Right now, it's just you and me. Right now, we are the only two people on Earth. Right now, I want you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life.

I spread your legs apart and begin kissing them again. Up your inner thigh, licking and kissing my way. I feel your body getting warmer. I can sense you getting wetter and wetter with each lick and kiss. Up your thighs slow and steady moving ever closer to you. My tongue lightly flicks your clit. I kiss it. I press my mouth against you and my tongue drops to your lips. I slide it up and separate your lips and taste you for the first time. Your are completely wet now, ready for me. I hear you moan again in pleasure as my tongue touches your for the first time. Your body tenses and then relaxes and again you accept me.


My tongue finds it's way inside you and the taste drives me wild. I want more. I want it all and my mouth begins moving faster. It moves in and out of you and all around your lips and clit faster and faster until you can't quite tell where exactly I am, but you can feel me everywhere. Your back arches. Your legs spread further apart. Your hands try to find something to grasp and end up on my head, pulling me closer to you...wanting me deeper inside you. Your legs now wrap around my back pulling me in closer and closer. Somehow, I am still able to breathe. My hands move up and down your thighs. I can feel them against my ears. I squeeze them tight. I want to be completely consumed by you. My hands make their way up your body and find their way under your shirt and up to your breasts. I squeeze them...hold them, then slide back down your stomach, around to your sides and stay there as my tongue continue to work your clit and lips, moving them back and forth, side to side as I continue to take in all that your body will give me. I feel your hand move from my head to my shoulders. You try to pull me up. I take one last lick and begin moving up your body. I push your shirt up...you help me by removing it. My hands move around to your back, unhook your bra and we toss it to the side.

I make my way up your body still, stopping to take in your breasts, kissing each one of them...licking your nipples, then move up your chest, back to your neck, over your chin and back to your lips. You can taste your self on me and feel my hard cock pressed against you through my shorts. Your feet try to push them down off of me. I stand up, step back and remove them. We are ready...ready to go someplace I never though we would go. I lean down again, and climb on top of you. We stare at each other for a moment. A smile crosses your face and you whisper to me, "I want you inside me."

My cock seems to find its way to you with ease and I slowly press the head inside you as we look into each other's eyes. I hold there for a minute. You push my body up and slide your hand to to feel it enter you. I push it in a little more...then all the way in. your head drops back on to the bed. Your eyes find a spot on the roof of the old cabin, then close. your whole body sense me inside you now. You tense up, the relax again. And for the third time now, you accept me inside you. I pull it out slowly, almost all the way, then thrust it back inside you. Your legs spread again to allow me deeper in you. You can feel my filling you. I pull it again, but don't hesitate to thrust back inside you. I begin to pump in and out of you at a fairly decent pace...trying not to get over excited...trying to make the moment last forever, but letting you know how much I have wanted this for a very long time. Our eyes both closed now, the squeaking of the bed drowning out the birds and sounds of the forest around us. The sweat and passion of the moment overpowering the smell of camp that has been so familiar to us for so many years. Our bodies slide over each other now, sweat building. i lean back down on top of you, your hand slides up from between your legs and find it's way to my back. You pull me closer and we kiss again as I move back and forth on top of you. I turn your body as I thrust and we end up long ways on the bed, your feet now pressed against the metal bar at the foot of the bed, stopping your self from sliding on the mattress.

I feel the orgasm building within me, but don't want it to happen yet. This moment is far to important to come so quickly. My desire to make you cum is much stronger than my desire to cum myself. I slow my pace. The sound of our breathing can now be heard as the squeaking of the bed subsides. I kiss you again and as I slow to a near stop, first your lips, then back down over your chin, to your chest and now sweat covered breasts. I take them in my mouth and lightly suck on each nipple. I move on to your stomach, kissing your sides deeply, tasting my own seat on your body, then move down to your thigh, first the outside, then in towards your inner thigh. i turn my body and stand next to the bed. I feel your hand on me, reach for my cock. i turn more as I begin kissing your clit again. your hand find my cock and stokes it as i kiss and lick you. you grab my inner thigh and pull it closer to you. I climb back on the bed, and throw my leg over you.

I feel your tongue lick the head of my cock. The though of you sucking your wetness from my cock turns me on even more and I dive into you with my mouth, my hands racing up and down your legs and I taste you again and again and again. Thee bed begins to squeak again as you take me deeper and deeper in your mouth. Your mouth feels so good wrapped around me. I want us to cum together. I want us to cum like this. With one hand you pull me closer to you by pressing down on my lower back. The other hand ha a firm grip on my cock as you slide it in and out of your mouth, lick the head of is and work your tongue up and down the length of it.


Again, I feel the orgasm building inside me and now I can sense it building inside you. Your body begins to move faster beneath me, begging me to lick faster and press against your harder. My hips move faster now to, hovering over you. Your hand wrapped around the base of my cock is the only thing preventing me from going deep down into your throat. I lick faster and press harder. I want to feel your clit and lips pulse against my tongue. I want to feel my come shoot deep into your throat. Your hips press up against me. I feel you are about to cum. I can feel you moan too...your voice causing slight vibrations around my cock. The thought of you about to cum makes me even more excited. I can hardly hold back my orgasm, but continue licking and sucking on you. I plunger two fingers inside and feel you moan again. You take my cock out of your mouth and my finger go deep inside you, my tongue pressed hard against your clit moving as fast as it can now. You scream out then quickly take my cock back inside your mouth.

You stroke the base of it as your suck. you move your hands faster and faster as you taste my pre-cum ooze out of my cock. WE both breathe heavy and moan until I feel your hips rise one last time as you hold on to the orgasm as hard as you can, then all at once your body collapses back to the bed. I slide my fingers out and press my mouth against you as I feel the orgasm move through your back...your lips pulsate. your entire pussy seems to flex and relax...and flex and relax as my tongue presses against it. I kiss your inner thighs again, down to your knees and back up. I climb off you and let the air hit your now sweat covered body. your eyes are still closed, taking in the moment as it happens. I look down at your naked, sweaty body as you breathe heavy and I want more. I try to go down on you again, but you stop me, stand me up as you sit up on the bed, and take my cock into your hands.

You look up at me as you begin stroking my cock again, then with eyes locked on mine, you take it into you mouth. The feeling is too much for me and I close my eyes for a moment. When I open them again, your head is face dawn. i can see your beautiful hair moving back and forth as you take me deep into your mouth. I place my hand on the back of your head and watch you as you work. The orgasm begins to build again. i can feel my body preparing itself to shoot cum into your mouth and down the back of your throat. You move faster now, your hand twisting back and forth on my cock while you move it in and out of your mouth. You take it out of your mouth, look up and my, and lick it from the base to the head, then slide it back into your mouth. My eyes close. I hold back the orgasm as long as I can, trying to make this last a second longer, but then let it go and feel my lower back tense as I cum into your mouth. I feel myself cuming hard shooting once, then twice, then a third and fourth time...like I had never cum before. My body goes limp and I can barely stand on my feet. I look down at you again...you continue to suck as I start to go limp. You take one last lick and let it fall in front of you.

I push you back on the bed and lie down next to you. The smell and sounds of camp return as I hold you in my arms and we drift of to sleep for our last rest hour as camp...perhaps my best, and most memorable rest hour ever.


P.S. - Although Mr. Writer would like to keep his anonymity, he has given me permission to forward any private responses you may have via email to him. Also, he would be more than happy to write a story just for you for free! All he needs is a general scenario, and the rest will be up to his wickedly detailed imagination. Any takers? Send an email to SpeakSexy@aol.com and I'll make sure he gets it.

Let's all give him a BIG THANK YOU for this week's Sunday Erotica!!!

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