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	<title>Comments on: Q: How Do I Keep a Sadist Interested?</title>
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		<title>By: Khandroma</title>
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		<dc:creator>Khandroma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 16:25:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Q.) How do I keep a Sadist interested?
A.) &lt;i&gt;By being interesting!&lt;/i&gt;

~giggles and blushes fiercely~ 

You get to me. And you get me. And you always will. There&#039;s nowhere to run, and no place to hide because I crave what you are so profoundly. I&#039;ve said before that you hold me captivated between your teeth, and now I almost want to add suspended to that description, though it is already implicit and I know we both FEEL it. Fuck, you just... you dangle me over the precipice, the chasm, the darkness, and somehow from that place I reflect more Light than I ever have, more Devotion than I knew possible, more openness than before. You tear my heart open. And that pain is so fucking delicious. &lt;b&gt;Thank you.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Q.) How do I keep a Sadist interested?<br />
A.) <i>By being interesting!</i></p>
<p>~giggles and blushes fiercely~ </p>
<p>You get to me. And you get me. And you always will. There’s nowhere to run, and no place to hide because I crave what you are so profoundly. I’ve said before that you hold me captivated between your teeth, and now I almost want to add suspended to that description, though it is already implicit and I know we both FEEL it. Fuck, you just… you dangle me over the precipice, the chasm, the darkness, and somehow from that place I reflect more Light than I ever have, more Devotion than I knew possible, more openness than before. You tear my heart open. And that pain is so fucking delicious. <b>Thank you.</b></p>
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