Good Pussy Bad Pussy

There she is, Rachel with her riotous hair. Beautiful, innocent and knowing. Warm, wet, wild, wondering. Sexual, sweet. Sumptuous, soft, silent, serene, smooth… lovely, laughing, lyrical, luscious and light… Pure Light…

And Rachel is thinking, “How can this be? How could this be happening to me? Who is this man? How did he come to me? What is his power? Him, is he the One I belong to?  Is he? How can he be both handsome and divine? How can he know me so well? Why do I recognize him? Where has he been all my life? Why is it when he touches me, I find myself falling, falling, falling into some sweet tender abyss, some all-encompassing oblivion, as if it was a blessed realm… ”

As the thoughts swirl around her head like fairy dust, she closes her eyes and lets herself go, swooning as he touches her and she find herself transported to a place she’s never known before, experiencing a release and an abandon she’s never felt…

Albert’s touch is electric. Both hard and soft. Both knowing and innocent. It sets her soul free.

And yes, there it is. Rachel gasps as she glimpses the amazing freedom she is experiencing as he/she/they open the door to that Blessed Realm and take the plunge together… down, down, down, higher, higher, higher… falling, falling, falling… flying… faster, faster, faster…

 Because there it is and that is when Rachel sees it for the very first time, as he shows it to her, or it is revealed to her, or she finds it for herself… that is when, whatever it is, happens…that is when she sees that glimpse of loveliness Divine… and then, oh yes then, she/he/him/her are changed, now and forever, and they will never again think or dream of other loveliness than Thine… because they have touched upon that Blessed Realm, which we are all longing for… which we are all dreaming of… where love is steadfast and kind… and never fails us. All of our days… now and forever, for all our tomorrows…

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 A glimpse of Rachel and Albert from the Good Pussy Bad Pussy books…