“I don’t want to sit” by Julia on the 16

Friday December 1, 2017
9:29pm
Overheard on the 16

I don’t want to sit and I don’t want to stand. You do the math. Tonight a friend charmed the crowd with her offbeat, non threatening quiet and her sex dripping metaphors. Mmm.
I was getting wet just listening to her talk about egg yolks dripping down the blender. And I thought of you. How one childhood fantasy and a couple thousand viewings of The Show Must Go On has lived inside me for decades and maybe I would like to finally see if you’re down. I think you would be. It was fucking gross but I have a feeling you’d be into it. I used to think about having eggs mashed all over me. I want to tell you more but first you need to sign off. You need to tell me one of your deep secrets. You need to prove that this won’t get wasted or chopped up into tiny pieces or used against me. I mean if I knew already I would let you use anything against me but that’s a BONUS. That’s for good little exhibitionists.

“fumbling as she removes” by Julia at her dining table


Saturday June 11, 2016
9:58pm
5 minutes
from an assignment

It’s the second time they’ve fucked in 2 hours. She is eyes closed, veal roast in the oven, 15 minutes left, oven mitts on and panties down. He is grabbing, grinding, purring in her ear pushing pants down, hers, his, lower, lower. She is arched back, kicking off tight jeans, kicking tight jeans aside, making more room, getting better grip. He is neck kissing, hair pulling, t-shirt over head lead her from the kitchen counter, all the way to the living room floor. She is focused, free, committed. He is thirsty, licking, willing. She is sniffing his skin and sighing deep. He is groaning each second, spilling into her, spilling out of her.

“Original” by Julia at her desk


Saturday, April 13, 2013
3:45am
5 minutes
Mary’s Cracker box

She’s one of a kind
she’s got sex on her mind
she’ll beat and bruise you till you cry
she’s anything but nice
Saw your picture in a magazine and knew what she would do
didn’t wait for very long for her to go and find you
She was hoping you’d be just as submissive as your smile
But she wasn’t taking chances so she’d stalk you for a while

Original those girls who are almost criminal
She wanted to make your life hell
She wanted to bite like an animal

She was on the hunt with a mint leaf in her mouth
knew the fine line between fun and all that stuff she reads about
wanted to drown all her dreams in the tub for a midnight race and a down town rub