For The Love of Larry

My Beautiful Brother

I don't usually do this on my site but I am compelled to say something about this. The photo you see above is a child named Larry King, a gay teen from California that was murdered, his only crime was being a gay child. I have to ask the question, when for the love of God when will the hate stop, he had his whole life ahead of him, but he was struck down before his life even had a chance to begin. Children no matter their orientation must feel safe in their schools, homes and playgrounds. What if Larry were allowed to grow up and find the cure for A.I.D.S, a disease that is 100% fatal, or perhaps the cure for cancer. Maybe he could have became the president of the United States, a lawyer, or a great musician. We will never know Larry's full potential and because of that we are poorer as a society. Larry did nothing wrong, he was only a kid trying to make his own unique mark in the world. I still remember Matthew Sheppard, another courageous young man, minding his own business, a college student, like Larry his only crime was being gay, was senselessly and maliciously murdered in Wyoming. I mourn for both. They are my brothers in spirit, like all my gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender brothers and sisters, I do love them all. Just like my straight brothers and sisters as well. It only goes to prove we still have a ways to go before all of Gods children are loved honored and accepted. It is not a matter of law or the courts, their only function is to clean up the messes that people make, nor is it a matter of congress, state legislatures, governors, or even the president of the United States, it is us, it begins in the hearts and minds of all of us, that is where change begins. Like the struggles in Martin Luther King Jr. era when in April Four and shot rang out in the Memphis sky, free at last but they can't take my pride, In the name of love one heart in the name of love, he said in the words of an old Negro spiritual Free At Last, Free At Last, Oh God Almighty Free At Last. As for the writer of this post, I will continue to be a freedom fighter in this cause, and it is truth, honor, freedom, equality, and justice for all. The hate must stop, the fear must cease, because if it does not then there will be more Larry's, Matthew's, there will be more. Let the killing stop and let the healing begin. Thank You....More to Come.
For information about the gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgendered community, their families, and straight allies, please visit these fine sites, HRC, PFLAG, and GLAAD, and or your local organization.

Mother With Child

Every woman has a story, and allow me to tell this tale. Seeing a woman with child is truly erotic and beautiful. As I recall my seeing pictures of my own mother pregnant with me in her bossom, and my sister with her own children, both were so beautiful and feminine. Yes the beginning of life brings joy, pain, and long suffering, but it is life nevertheless. First trimester, brings such joyous expectations, and its beginning, ever knowing of the wonderful journey she has embarked on. The journey continues to the third trimester and the stirring of the life she has created begins. It is the seeds of life and the seeds of change, and it is that change that transforms a young girl into a mature woman. The motherly glow that I see in pregnant women with happy content lives is truly a wonderful thing to witness. Yes there are those who the struggle is only beginning but it is a struggle nevertheless. "Mother", the child says to her in the womb, will I be president, or a doctor, laywer, what will I be mother the child ask. You are my precious child, and I love you irregardless of what you want to be. The bond a mother and child has should be a protected thing, and not interfered with, and mothers should be free to express her love for her children in anyway she chooses, besides she was the one the carried her child, and she will be the one that feeds and nurish her children too. Society still for one reason or another has an issue with a mother breast-feeding her wonderful life, but as the writer of this post I do not. I have witnessed that event first-hand, viewing the blessed event as she caresses her child, and offers her breast to her child. Yes it is an intimate expression of love, and it is wonderful. I love you my mother, my love, my life.

Mother and Daughter Love

There isn't anything more lovely than the love a mother can give her daughter. I was chatting with a lady this morning and she said she taught her beautiful daughter how to properly use a vibrator, and as she taught her her daughter was in her arms when she orgasm for the first time in her sweet precious life. When a daughter learns the lessons of love, passion, sexuality, and life from her mother, she will be a well rounded individual later in her life. Also when she trust her mother to help her achieve her orgasm whether through masturbation, kissing, fondling her breast, and caressing her clitoris, she will learn her own pleasure zones and to properly stimulate them for her own special orgasm. Lovemaking between a mother and daughter is not a dirty thing, nor should it be a taboo subject, it is the natural expression of intimate love between the two. If the two just so happen to fall in love with each other and wish to spend their lives together in bliss then I say what is wrong with that, nothing I say. If the world was to learn this lesson then the world would be such a peaceful and beautiful place. Family should love family, not estranged, not in division, and I believe with all my heart the union between family members will be stronger. Who else would you trust to share your love with I say, some stranger that does not or will not care one thing about you, or family that is open, caring, and supportive. I say mothers love your daughters, and daughters love your mothers, and if you do then the both of you will be at peace.

Mature Lingerie Love

I adore mature ladies kissing in their beautiful lingerie, it is passion, it is beauty, it is the way women should be. If I had a million words to describe the way I feel about this topic, it would not be enough. Whether it be long flowing lace gowns, or nice panties and a bra, or absolutely nothing at all. As they tenderly caress one another, kissing, searching for their release, they know the comfort of each others arms. Lesbian love is the purest form of feminine love, whether it be a pair or a triad, either way it is love, it is sensuous, it is indeed intoxicating. As one feeds from the breast of another, or find that her vaginal area is moist and wet, kneading her clitoris between her fingers, I do hear her moaning. Blessed is the one who finds orgasmic release for hers is nirvana, and the angels in heaven sing her chorus. As for this writer I have orgasm twice during the writing of this post. I do feel the wetness in my panties, I do feel my feminine wiles being unleashed to the world.
Erica