I’m juggling as fast as I can

jug·gle ( P ) Pronunciation Key (jgl)v. jug·gled, jug·gling, jug·gles v. tr.
To keep (two or more objects) in the air at one time by alternately tossing and catching them.
To have difficulty holding; balance insecurely: juggled the ball but finally caught it; shook hands while juggling a cookie and a teacup.
To keep (more than two activities, for example) in motion or progress at one time: managed to juggle a full-time job and homemaking.
To manipulate in order to deceive: juggle figures in a ledger. v. intr.
To juggle objects or perform other tricks of manual dexterity.
To make rapid motions or manipulations: juggled with the controls on the television to improve the picture.
To use trickery; practice deception. n.
The act of juggling.
Trickery for a dishonest end.
[Middle English jogelen, to entertain by performing tricks, from Old French jogler, from Latin ioculr, to jest, from ioculus, diminutive of iocus, joke. See yek- in Indo-European Roots.][
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Source: The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth EditionCopyright © 2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company.Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.
juggle
n 1: the act of rearranging things to give a misleading impression [syn:
juggling] 2: throwing and catching several objects simultaneously [syn: juggling] v 1: influence by slyness [syn: beguile, hoodwink] 2: manipulate by or as if by moving around components; “juggle an account so as to hide a deficit” 3: deal with simultaneously; “She had to juggle her job and her children” 4: throw, catch, and keep in the air several things simultaneously

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I dreamed of sex in the shower…
















not the kind of sex that is safe
or marital
or repetitive
but hot wet monkey sex

the man was dark and handsome
in a bad boy sort of way

he enters the shower wearing
riding leathers and boots and jeans
straight off the road

his beard and dark hair
fresh with the thick sent of a man
who’s ridden long and hard
to get to his destination

his arms are tanned and corded
and his hands are strong
and gentle

he reaches around behind me and
gathers a fistfull of wet hair
pulling my head back to expose my throat
and the pulse there

his closely cropped beard
has just enough red in it to be interesting
and tickles as it drips water to my breast

his breath is hot on me
as his lips graze my nipples
I breath his name
and place my splayed hands
on both sides of his head
lifting his lips to mine

his kiss is electric
and pulls on me at my core

he lightly runs his tongue
over my lips
and I
whimper

his hands skin down from my shoulders
to almost my elbows
and I am released
bereft

he struggles with his clothes
and we become a tangle of wet
leather and denim

buttons pop
and his plaid shirt tears
I struggle with his belt buckle
impatient and clumsy in my need

he whispers my name
and presses me up against
the shower wall
lifting me slightly

he is hot and musky
as I breath in his heat
I run my fingertips
down the length of him
and he shivers as I feel
the outline of his core

he raises my leg to his hip
his penis brushes my thigh

BRRRRRING!

No! no!
I don’t want it to be over…
Damn alarm clock!
Sleep sleep sleep
I want to go back….

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