Angelic Artiaga
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  • July10th

    A deliciously seductive tale…
    With an unimaginable twist.
    About a beautiful woman…
    And her sweet tooth for a particular man…
    “A Big Cup of Sugar”
    Coming this summer July 2010.


  • February9th

    I had plans for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday the 14th.

    Friday

    I walked into a novelty shop and a cute little clerk dressed as a French maid approached me.

    She said, “Welcome to Vanity’s Chest. Are you looking for anything special today?”

    With a devilish smile, I said, “Yes, actually I am. I want to recreate my man.”

    She was puzzled.

    I explained. “I want to replicate my man’s penis.”

    “Oh!” she snapped, “So you want a vibrator. Follow me. We have an amazing selection.”

    I followed her to shelves holding big ones and small ones and colorful ones. She picked up a big blue one that had rings of pearls and a hummingbird attached. She pushed a button and it lit up. The pearls started rotating and the hummingbird’s little beak jittered at the speed of light.

    I looked at it, and then back at her, “Wow… Interesting. But… my man doesn’t vibrate nor does he have a little hummingbird beak attached to him.”

    She stood it back onto the shelf and said, “Perhaps you would like a dildo instead?”
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  • November14th

    Fresh Black Berries

    I tipped the chauffer with a crisp one hundred dollar bill just before she drove away from the dock. I had been on several cruises in the past but this cruise was going to be different.
    I was alone.
    I was excited.
    No date, no buddies, no human luggage.
    What I was feeling could be summed up in one word. Freedom.
    I could be whoever I wanted to be. Jason, Kenneth, Jonathon, or Victor. I was alone and on a cruise of endless possibilities, so my name didn’t really matter. The person wearing my white linen pants suit, Havana Stetson hat, Gucci sunglasses, and carrying the vintage luggage to match was part me, part my alter ego, and was ready for adventure and fun.
    The summer time star was high in the sky, fondling beautiful bodies that were wearing bikinis and sundresses.
    There were several pairs of Bermuda and Hawaiian swim trunks roaming around.
    Some married. Some not.
    All trying to make eye contact with their sexual fantasies, all who seemed to quickly become nothing more than muted silhouettes to me.
    After listening to the usual safety rules, I headed to my cabin, unpacked, took a stroll out to the deck, sat at the bar then ordered a tropical drink. Just as I was about to tip the female bartender, a voluptuous cleavage walked over to the bar and tipped her for me.
    Steel drum Calypso music and a constant hum of laughter and chatter faded in the distance when her breathy and seductive voice captured my ears.
    She said to the bartender, “Allow me.” then handed her a fifty dollar bill.
    Her voice was thick, under the influence of sex, and the ship had just set sail. She winked her long dark lash at the bartender, eyed me for a brief moment, then she casually eased away.
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  • October23rd

    Shadowy Figure

    “John, it’s 11:30. You need to hurry up!”
    “Yeah, I know.”
    “Your lunch is on the counter.”
    “Thanks baby. Gimmie kiss. Gotta go. Running late.”
    “Don’t get another speeding ticket.”
    “I won’t.”
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  • October23rd

    A Big Cup Of Sugar

    I had made it home about an hour before he did.
    So I decided to relax with a bath.
    Dropped my purse and keys on the couch, stopped by the kitchen, and grabbed my bathing supplies along with his sexy surprise.
    A cup of dry milk, a jar of honey, a glass, and a bottle of my favorite red wine.
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  • October23rd

    11 o’clock

    I picked up my cell and called her for the third time. She finally answered after four hours of telephone tag.
    “Hey baby.”
    I said. “Tag your it.”
    She asked, “What time is the film playing?”
    “11:00 p.m.”
    “I have work early tomorrow.”
    “I’ll go to work for you.”
    Laughter in her voice. “Oh really?”
    “Yes… really.”
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  • October23rd

    Purple Haze Chat:

    FurgessduzitBess: where r u?
    PerfectbreastNAdres: bgins w a twinkle. ends with Warren Buffett’s bf.
    FurgessduzitBess: let me guess… Star-bucks.
    PurfectbreastNAdres: Ab-so-LUTE-ly… &u?
    FurgessduzitBess: out. needed privacy.
    PurfectbreastNAdres: gf hovering over ur shoulder?
    FurgessduzitBess: of course. Insecure.
    PerfectbreastNAdres: Lol
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  • October23rd

    Hard Candy

    “Your last name sounds Italian.”
    “It, is Italian.”
    “Welcome to the family. I’m Italian.”
    “Wonderful…”
    “Yes. You taste wonderful.”
    “And so do you.”
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  • October23rd

    Spark

    “Elan, girl this place is nice.”
    “Yes, I know. Marcus brings me here all the time.”
    “Marcus. Man. Who knew you had such good taste?”
    “Everyone. And Jason… I’m surprised you hadn’t brought Leah here a long time ago.”
    “Why are you trying to make me look bad?”
    They laughed. Leah didn’t. I poked my bottom lip out at her saying don’t feel bad.
    Dinner and dancing had been something that Marcus and I enjoyed for the past six years of our relationship. We had only dated for one year before we married and the way he treated me had not changed. He was still romantic, considerate, and in great physical shape.
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