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My Profile Page It crossed my mind that probably most of you aren’t on Medium so I figured I would share some screenshots of what my profile looks like and some of what’s going on in here. Sharing is caring, right? 🙂 medium.com/@Trinity_Ellis I’m about to start my fifth series specifically for the Grand Opening…
A cheeky article on cunning tongue tricks – “And Pretty Mouthy” is the talk of the town. Learn about Tori and lingus with a dash of humor. Get ready to be entertained and educated about the art of oral prowess. Clever, informative, and oh-so-spicy!
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How Do I Get Her Off? There are plenty of places I can think of for my mom to be. My face is not one of them. Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t unsee it. I don’t even own my own face. My siblings are of no help. They just agree that yes, mom is on my face.…
It’s Spring break 2022. I am with my high school Senior checking out some merch in the Hot Topic. She walks along the wall, touching clothing items, earrings, belts, pins. Her fingers linger on the anime… She says she hasn’t been into anime for a long time now. My ears perk. Really? She says yes, definitely. Hmmm. Does that…
For all five of my followers out there in the vast universe, I just wanted to let you know that I’m not gone. I haven’t forgotten about you. I realize that reading whatever new thing I’ve written along with your morning cup of coffee is the only thing that really gets your day going. I…
Lintel could smell the forest as he neared it, and he sighed as he caressed Phoebe’s gnarled head. She wasn’t quite finished, and he didn’t like that at all. Razzmatazz slowed to a trot and entered the crayola forest. His head was aching from the lemon drops that had fallen from the sky, but he…
Lucky charm…Catch me if you can!! It’s a bit chilly out today. He pulls his jacket a bit tighter as he makes his way over to the pub for a pint or two. It’s been a really hard day. A hard week. And even harder month. He’s found himself in a bind and may be in…
Chapter 1: The Meadow Razzmatazz, the striped camel, galloped full speed thru a meadow of magenta and periwinkle flowers. On his back rode, Lintel, clad in nothing but scuba tights and a welder’s helmet. In his hands he held a blowtorch and a beautiful, contorted wad of metal that he called Phoebe; it was a…
It is 6:34 PM Friday night. End of a long week. Teaching. Writing. Two not-so-young lovers greet each other at the car door as soon as his little black sports car coasts down the steep drive. She has anxiously been waiting for him to get home all day. She is wearing a pair of denim…