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This Is A Custom Widget

This Sliding Bar can be switched on or off in theme options, and can take any widget you throw at it or even fill it with your custom HTML Code. Its perfect for grabbing the attention of your viewers. Choose between 1, 2, 3 or 4 columns, set the background color, widget divider color, activate transparency, a top border or fully disable it on desktop and mobile.

When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: A Love Letter

Dear Chocolate Surprise,

I dreamed of you last night. It was sweet, simple, pure and beautiful. We laid together in your bed which was lit with candles. You were nude and I wore a black bra and ripped jeans. Your arm was resting on the small of my back; your fingers […]

By |November 30th, 2010|Letters To My Chocolate Surprise|0 Comments

When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: Lover

Lover,

Just shut up and fuck me.

To be quite honest, I don’t really care about whatever it is that you are feeling right now, so why continue on with this rant of yours? I am not even there with you. My thoughts are far off in some distant place and right now I just need to […]

By |November 22nd, 2010|Letters To My Chocolate Surprise|0 Comments

When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: The Morning After

The sun gently peers through the window warming the side of my face. I adjust under your white down comforter; stretch out my left leg, run my hand across my belly. I nuzzle my face deep into your pillow; your scent brings a smile to my lips.

Still in a dream-like state, I slowly […]

By |November 20th, 2010|Letters To My Chocolate Surprise|1 Comment

When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: An Interlude

I could look at you all day
You don’t even have to touch or entertain me
-no dialogue or jokes, not even soft kisses
Just let me look at you and my imagination will run free
-whip it out for me slowly
…Then I will play

By |November 18th, 2010|Letters To My Chocolate Surprise|0 Comments

Love When I Was Younger: A Glimpse

For weeks she had just wanted him to say that he thought she was beautiful. To stand before her and softly run his round fingertips through the loose tendrils that framed her face, so she could then close her eyes and enjoy the slight touch of her cheek resting in the palm of his hand. […]

By |November 18th, 2010|For Lovers Only|0 Comments