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Carnival of Sin
Our reader, Angela Crackstaff, shared her reactions to this week's submissions to Carnival of Sin with me; they were memorable, but I won't repeat them, save for this one comment, scribbled in spiky red in the margin of one of the printouts: "There is nothing sinful about a blow job as such! Be interesting!" And of course, Ms. Crackstaff is right: Sin, like sex, is in and of the mind. That said, several of this week's participant showed an eye for the devilish details that can turn the mundane into the depraved. Red Sneaker endorses "Smart Balls," which seem to be updated ben wa balls. "Over the past two months I have noticed a massive amount of improvement in the strength of my PC muscles." The post was submitted under GLUTTONY, but where's the sin? Where's the depravity in building one's kegel power while avoiding incontinence? I fail to see. Red Sneaker is, perhaps, more a gourmette than a gourmande (at least this week). Hustler wrote all the way from Kuala Lumpur, lol. His story, full of local color, tells of a bunch of 'china' girls aged about 20++ (not snow white and seven dwarfs ya!) who open a "clothes washing demonstration." Again, where's the sin? A charming diversions doth not LUST make. Anita submitted two odes: One, to the giving of blow jobs: I have red, shiny lipstick on and it's smeared now, over your cock and my mouth; the other, a splendid display of anaphora, to sex: I like sex that hasn't taken place... I like sex to be messy ... I like sex..... Nothing depraved in any of this, of course. Stolen Swan, though, does LUST proud: "I'm sure." you reply softly, and press a hotel room key into the palm of my hand. Where there's no lust, there can still be ENVY: porn-addicted housewife A Girl From Home has decided that since I am so in love with the make-up and I have purple hair anyway, I should be a female drag queen. And there can be GREED: sk8tr-rn feels that I want him to want to be my friend, even though I don’t want to be his. With ANGER, we have better luck. Or worse. Morally Twisted met wife #3 on the internet. Seesaw writes of Yuletide cheer with the family: My own gift from him was something I already owned. DirtyTalkingGirl covers all seven, but one is best for February, in the dark and the deep snow. SADNESS (Tristia), or "Accidia":
I'll return to GLUTTONY and TrishyMouse, who seems to be fighting, and winning, her battle:
Let the carnival begin! MANY THANKS to Alexa, the carnival organizer and moving spirit. Thanks also to the revellers who submitted. {NA} 5 Comments:
The word "sin" assumes deliberate transgression of normal or accepted rules, a sense of guilt for that transgression, confession of the act, and a desire to repent and atone for the sin. By I love that you're interrogating the concept of sin and what it is exactly that makes sex a sin. By
"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. By
John, taking it more seriously? Yeah, some of us tend to do that. By You're welcome, Alexa. Everything was fine, but it was a dicey two hours. All characters and situations fictional. Copyright (c) 2003-2007 by "John Psmyth."
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