Driving Me Crazy

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Whore of the Worlds

Sometimes my mind goes off in weird directions and will change the words to stuff I'm listening to or reading. Usually they are quite funny, but I find this one a little creepy...

Whore of the Worlds
by Jonathan Eddington (with apologies to H.G.Wells and Jeff Wayne)



A few men liked to believe, in the last years of the twentieth century, that human affairs were being watched by some other alien race.

Some of them used to dream we were being utilised, as someone who is incredibly horny uses dolls, toys and porn to satisfy their cravings. Some men even considered the possibility of sex on other planets, and yet, beyond the human race, minds incredibly hornier than ours regarded our sex with envious eyes, and slowly but surely, they abducted every one of us...

Welcome Surprise

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Dreaming of You 3 - Summer Rain

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Something About You - Part 1

Something About You - Part 1

by Jonathan Eddington

"You've spent far too long on your own. It's time you had some fun!" Tara had said. I had never told her why I avoided guys. Because the only boyfriend I have had made me feel so dirty and used it put me right off sex. That had been before I met her nearly two years ago, and she had become more and more insistent that I needed a man.

In the end I had blurted out how he would pin me down, slam himself painfully inside me, and after a few frantic moments roll off and fall asleep. I explained about the small heart shaped birthmark on my shoulder, how all through school I had been teased mercilessly about it, and how he had told his mates at college that it was a tattoo I had done for him.

Tara had looked at me in horror, called him a bastard, and told me about how different it was with the guys she knew. I never knew there were guys that were romantic like they are in films. And I was shocked at how much she told me about her sex life, but increasingly interested in experiencing the sensations and feelings she described.

So that was how I had ended up here in this singles bar. I had finally agreed to her offer to go on a man hunt. Tara had already been pointing out several guys, but they all reminded me of my ex. In frustration she had gone off to the bar by herself.

It has only been a few moments when I notice a fairly attractive guy on the other side of the room looking at me. There is something about him that keeps my gaze locked into his. For several seconds we are frozen. Everything else in the room seems to melt away, and feel myself about to move towards him.