“He is passably cute,” I thought to myself as I sat across the Green Room from the professor. Not an Adonis, but not ugly either. And the tweed jacket with leather patches at the elbows gave him a quaint, nerdy appeal. It was just an idle notion. Though it was true that 2018 had been a bad year for me, and I needed cheering up, it hadn’t occurred to me that adding a new pet to my menagerie was the tonic I needed for 2019. Not yet, anyway. Read more…
Entries by pawnofMarquesa
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- January 11th, 2019
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Dearest, Most Sublime and Mesmerizing Goddess,
i was surfing the web obsessively for traces of You as i am so often prone to do, and came across a very well-written, informative, and reverent blog post about You. You may have read it already (the author is obviously completely smitten with You, so You may well know him personally), but on the off chance You have not i thought it wise to send you the link:
http://www.trancescript.com/it-all-starts-with-her/
Yours adoringly,
pawnofYours
The following article was written was written by J.T. Meyer and can be found on Transcript.com Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- December 23rd, 2018
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‘Twas the night before Christmas, and as was her custom, Goddess Marquesa was surveying the many gifts that she had received from adoring worshipers the world over. There were packages from places as far away as Vanuatu, and others from nearby suburbs, so many boxes that they barely fit under her tree. These she would open Christmas morning. Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- December 12th, 2018
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This story is a continuation of the author’s previous story, Lust Boat. It is, in its own right, a beautiful stand alone story. – GM
Aldo looked at Goddess Marquesa’s sleeping form. She was as gorgeous as he remembered. The moonlight coming through her bedroom window revealed lines of age, or perhaps care, on her face. But no time or mood could detract from her beauty. Aldo could still feel the tingling on his cheek from the slap she gave him as the Federales dragged him off to prison. Even if she had not been his greatest enemy, she would be in all ways unforgettable. Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- November 26th, 2018
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- 1 Comment
Giving Thanks
a story conceived by Goddess Marquesa
The staff had asked me to arrive at the Whispering Angel Shelter at 5 AM, since that is when setup begins, but I was not inclined to get up that early on a holiday. When I arrived with my entourage at 9 on Thanksgiving morning breakfast was already being served. By the time Francine, the cute young photographer I had hired for the occasion, had finished taking pictures of me entering the shelter from various angles, it was almost 9:30 when I finally strapped on an apron and joined the other volunteers serving the last few breakfasts. Read more…
