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THE ULTIMATE APHRODISIAC |
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by Anise Nun (Timothy Leary) Reprinted from WE MAGAZINE, June 1993 Nina's camel lifted his wispy, fringed tail in the excitement of the canter, and then thumped his wet, gleaming hide firmly. When they arrived at the inviting wetness of the oasis, the two women leaped off and walked their steeds to a soft, grassy dune and threw themselves down in cool relief. Saina said, "My sweet cheeks are steaming from the friction." "Hmmm. Give us a look," answered Nina. "Poor sultress. This is your first humpy ride. We went too far for your soft, milky skin. Give me a peek." Saina loosened the knot, untied her sheer harem pants and let them fall to her hips, bending over for Nina's gaze. Nina gently rolled her on her lap. "Oooh. Oooh. Sweet little dates." She slid the pants down to expose the swelling mounds. Nina patted Saina gently. "Oooh. So warm like the desert sun," she said. Saina giggled. "What are you laughing at?" asked Nina. "That's so nice." Saina continued to giggle. "What?" "Oh, I was thinking about poor Madame Mao Tse Tung. She once wrote: 'Although sex is engaging in the first rounds, what sustains interest in the long run is power.'" Nina's soft palm touched the swelling mounds. "Sweet, dear little dates," she murmured. "How does it feel here?" Her exploring fingers probed deeper, down between the legs. "It feels so wet and steamy and luring there. Oooh, that's nice. Don't you think she's absurd?" asked Saina. "Take off your pants and let yourself feel the cool air," said Nina, tugging the pants down over Saina's thighs while keeping her nestled on her lap with the sweet bottom open to the breeze. "But Kissinger's worse."
"INTELLIGENCE IS THE ULTIMATE APHRODISIAC" "Do it to me, oh please, do it to me," gasped Saina, not moving. "Kissinger declared that power is the ultimate aphrodisiac." "Power!" exclaimed Saina. Nina picked up her camel whip and flicked it softly over the succulent pink flesh. "Well neither Madame Mao nor Henry Kissinger has ever been accused of actions designed to increase individual freedom and the power of the singularity." "It's so hot there. Kiss it." "What sustains interest in the long run is intelligence-increase. Do you want me too? Oooh, do it to me." "Oh, yes," murmured Saina. She sat up, leaving her filmy pants around her ankles. She tumbled on to the green, moist grass, pulled Nina over her lap, loosened her pants and started whipping her wriggling buttocks, at first tenderly, then with more force. "Intelligence is the Ultimate Aphrodisiac," gasped Saina. "Oh yes," replied Nina. The Intelligence Agents, by Timothy Leary
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