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Subject: {ASSM} Hammon Wry's Words of the Day for January 13, 2003
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Hammon Wry's Words of the Day for Monday January 13, 2003

Note: Due to copyright laws, I am hesitant to include the definitions
and pronunciations of the words of the day.  I have provided the
websites for each so that you can look up the words for yourself.  

This is an exercise in writing discipline.  I am trying to get into
the habit of writing something every day.  I figure if I use the words
of the day from two sources in a sexual context, I will have
inspiration and motivation.  

And now, on to Hammon Wry's Words of the Day!
(C) E. Howe   2003
All rights reserved

Dictionary.com's word of the day: sedulous 
http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/archive/2003/01/13.html
M-W.com's word of the day: sublimate   
http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/mwwodarch.pl?Jan.13

"...She had spent her adult life denying her carnal desires.  She
worked, exercised, gardened, and fell into her narrow bed exhausted
only to have erotic dreams that were no more tangible than the
sublimated vapors of dry ice.   Upon waking, she would be left with a
lingering wetness, a sense of longing for the climax that never came.

It was on a trip to a local bookstore to buy a copy of the Flemming 
translations of Rainer Maria Rilke's poetry for her girlfriend that
she saw a rack of beautifully bound blank books.   The gold leaf
invited a touch, the leather smooth and surprisingly warm beneath her
fingertips.  'Those make great dream journals' said a voice behind
her.  She turned, and a shopclerk smiled at her.  'We have lined and
unlined pages, too.  They're on sale,  50% off!'  With a smile of
thanks to the clerk, she chose one from the shelf.  She took it home
placed it on the nightstand beside her bed with a favorite pen. 

She was sedulous in writing down fragments upon waking.  Soon they
began to show a pattern:  She would dream of ropes holding her like
arms in an embrace, of being pulled along on leashes, of struggling
hard against bonds and then the gift of relaxing downward in fatigue.
Finally, she dreamed of being entered from behind, of being filled and
stretched.  Her arms wrapped with rope to her sides, she could not
move at all, and her entire world centered on the phallus in her cunt.
In her dream, she screamed against a gag, and exploded in orgasm.  She
awoke, panting, and drenched between her thighs.  She could still feel
the contractions fading in intensity.  She lay a moment, remembering,
blushing, and then rolled and reached for her journal and pen."

-- 
Hammon Wry
(Heh.  And I bet you thought I wouldn't use the scientific meaning 
of "sublime", huh?)

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