THE PSEUDONYMOUS GUIDEThe naming of names,Even in a landThat guarantees freedomOf speech,Dampens the libertine'sLiberty, so, instead,Of his or her giv...n name,The author of eroticaOften invents an inky alias,And, permitting him- or herselfThis single lie, is frankAbout the most intimateMoments that transpireBetween lovers lost to lust,And we readers seek moreBooks which bear the aliasOf such a wanton writer,Wanting to learn what heOr she has learned, to seeWhat he or she has seen;The authorial. I dipped my hat just enough to cover my face butnot so that I couldn't still see Alex. I watched as Areeya and Alexembraced Nin with hugs and kisses. I could see Alex asking where I wasand Nin turned back to look for me. By this time I had managed to creeparound a group of tourists and approached the small group from the side.I stood by Alex as she was peering into the crowd and I said, "SawasdeeKha, Miss Alex," and did a wai to her. I saw her turn and look at me, apuzzled look on her face and. Morgan was stopping traffic with people staring at her. After all, a tall, slender redhead wearing a minidress was an uncommon vision. There were some younger women in the square wearing short shorts but they weren’t as alluring as my partner. I realized to a very slight shock that I wanted her as my partner.We walked the square holding hands or with our arms around each other’s waists. I was happy and content to be with this amazing woman who seemed to like being with me.After walking the. "Sounds good" I said and got up to help. Erika was wearing a low cut top showing alot of beautiful cleavage, and as she bent down to pick up a bag of cans / bottles, I got a nice view of those tits. Ericka normally wore shirts that bunched up those beauties to show them off to the guys and I would always stare, almost get hypnotized by them. I grabbed a bag and we proceeded out the back door into the dark alley behind the bar. Not two seconds after the door closed Erika pinned me against the.