tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588480316099583326.post6660235464887988253..comments2023-09-18T06:18:21.439-04:00Comments on Goddess Fish Party Pavilion: Take one feisty heroine, add a dash of snarkGoddess Fish Promotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07952608939319684406noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588480316099583326.post-3093875245184961262011-07-11T07:14:01.827-04:002011-07-11T07:14:01.827-04:00Interesting concept, Kold Kadaver. Whatever God...Interesting concept, Kold Kadaver. Whatever God's good with, I'm good with. <br /><br />Thanks so much Nancy! So glad you liked the excerpt.Cate Mastershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01371792447604980848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588480316099583326.post-70943080635831746382011-07-10T17:21:42.082-04:002011-07-10T17:21:42.082-04:00I really like the excerpt-looks like my list of bo...I really like the excerpt-looks like my list of books to buy is growing-again!!Nancy Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08404157927079481473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588480316099583326.post-82472711414028072262011-07-10T16:55:06.723-04:002011-07-10T16:55:06.723-04:00Tell me if you don't want this: ever wonder if...Tell me if you don't want this: ever wonder if sex is allowed in Heaven? Love make'n for the length and breadth of eternity? Soft, slow, and smoooth, interspersed with delicious-N-nutritious Pi? The big O for days, or weeks, screeem'n, sighing, sobbing... is definitely allowed. God would NOT create the splendour of Heaven without joy. No, you don't gotta with me, you don't gotta with anyone, only an option for those who wanna make love a physical part of their eternity; yet, just imagine for girls: twenty-one? a hundred? ten thousand one? handsome, tall, gentle, muscular guys + you alone + seventeen years + nude swimming in the shallow ocean + flying + nude floating + erotic, bedtime stories at dusk + achieving orgasm XnX again... OR... those adorable females in bikinis? their nipples, larger-than-your-thumb, some pointy and looong, others just soft, succulent, super-sweet/tangy, like a joyfull bee in a large field of honeysuckle. But, yet, ya must git-up thar first; must be humble enough to see the need for repentance in this finite existence (I go every month). Why not? Why wouldn't Almighty God allow that super-freek'n-dooper, glorious high for a month or seventy-seven-weeks for those who achieve what few see?? See? Heaven ain't as boring or tasteless as you might think, doll; God loves you and God wants to provide the best for you. I want Heaven to be with you, too, to serve you, honor you, love you, nekk and gratify you for all eternity. For those few who actually achieve the Great Beyond, girly? Anything. Everything. And more. We cannot stay here: all of U.S. must croak someday. So, decide if this lifelong demise is worth the slow unraveling, unending, unabridged joy of Heaven. God Bless You, girl --- Meet me Upstairs. We'll have a blast and a half. Lots of those.-blessed holy socks, the non-perishable-zealothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00241446130197185049noreply@blogger.com