First thing’s first: My name is Bijoux Moule and I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for reading my petite book. I could guess what you are thinking. How good can a porn actress be at writing? Well my dear ladies and gentlemen, that is something we will have to establish, won’t we? I bet you expect to find in the following lines very juicy stories about men and women whom I let pilgrimage my beautifully sculpted body. Maybe you will find your jerking material in the following l...

Assumption is the mother, brother, father of all fuck ups “It’s not that I don’t love you honey… it’s just that I don’t feel the spark anymore. No butterflies, no stomachache, no goose bumps. So I do love you but just as you love your cat or your dog or you’re favorite t-shirt or pair of jeans. I just have the sense that I own you that I am somehow attached but I don’t look forward to seeing you everyday when you come from work. I don’t feel the urge of buying you flowers or chocolate, I don’...

Have you ever been swept away? I mean grabbed by your ankles and thrown in the air so hard that the tip of your nose touched the first cloud? I’m not talking about a Peter Pan kind of flight but more of an angel flight combined with a Superman one, from the days he used to fly after Lois. And as you fly against gravity with a “v” velocity and an “a” acceleration greater than any terrestrial thing that ever cut you off, with your feet facing the sky and your eyes down looking at the ant farm b...

Asumption is the mother, brother, father of all fuck ups "It's not that I don't love you honey... it's just that I don't feel the spark anymore. No butterflies, no stomach ache, no goose-bumps. So I do love you but just as you love your cat or your dog or you're favorite t-shirt or pair of jeans. I just have the sense that I own you, that I am somehow attached but I don't look forward to seeing you everyday when you come from work. I don't feel the urge of buying you flowers or chocolate, I d...

Have you ever been swept away? I mean grabbed by your ankles and thrown in the air so hard that the tip of your nose touched the first cloud? I’m not talking about a Peter Pan kind of flight but more of an angel flight combined with a Superman one from the days he used to fly after Lois. And as you fly against gravity with a “v” velocity and an “a” acceleration greater than any terrestrial thing that ever cut you off, with your feet facing the sky and your eyes down looking at the ant farm be...

Have you ever been swept away? I mean grabbed by your ankles and thrown in the air so hard that the tip of your nose touched the first cloud? I’m not talking about a Peter Pan kind of flight but more of an angel flight combined with a Superman one from the days he used to fly after Lois. And as you fly against gravity with a “v” velocity and an “a” acceleration greater than any terrestrial thing that ever cut you off, with your feet facing the sky and your eyes down looking at the ant farm be...