From this site: "Bohyun Yoon’s sculptural installation entitled Unity is absolutely mind-blowing. Yoon suspends mangled silicon body parts from a flat surface, casting shadows that create incredibly detailed silhouettes. Upon taking closer look, however, viewers will notice that the shadows aren’t exactly safe for work. Unity, indeed."
Monday, April 29, 2013
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Tongue Soap Lets You Lick Yourself Clean
Dare I mention certain body parts that might need "extra scrubbing"?
This is by Etsy seller Denise Mancusio, whose usual repertoire is of the sweet variety, like cake pops, pumpkin cream pies and swirl lollies.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Street Sex Micro-Sculptures
These miniature people enjoy doing what feels good. "Micro-sculptor...Peluche, a Berlin street musician, wields his magicians wand and magically captures scenes of street sex that unfold right under ones’ nose. Appealing for their comedic value, his detailed snaps always deserve that second glance, even for those less perverted. Well done, Mr. Peluche, LOVE IS CERTAINLY IN THE AIR!"
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Friday, April 19, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Japanese Condom Ice Cream
According to one site, "Gomu Yokki Aisu (Ice Cream Filled Rubber) is an age-old frozen treat in Japan. As the name suggests it’s a balloon filled-up with ice cream which is gradually sucked out from one end when cut or chewed off."
Monday, April 15, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Friday, April 5, 2013
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
New Release! The Past's Promise
New Release!
THE PAST'S PROMISE
Erotic M/M Time Travel Romance
Available from Purple Sword Publications
http://purplesword.com/
She found the ultimate love of
her in another time...and as a man.
Jessie Wharton is a teacher in the
twenty-first century. Or at least she was.
Taking her
history class to visit the ruins of a historic fort in west Texas, the
scorching heat turned her world upside down.
Suddenly,
nothing was the way it was supposed to be. She was no longer Jessie
Wharton. She was Jesse Webster. She wasn't a teacher. She was a
private in the US Army stationed at Fort Callaghan, a completely
functional outpost. And it was 1867.
Worse, she wasn't a she any longer. She was a man. A man who was finding himself falling in love with a fellow soldier named Martin Parrish.
Worse, she wasn't a she any longer. She was a man. A man who was finding himself falling in love with a fellow soldier named Martin Parrish.
Together, they
discovered love in the scorching Texas heat, in a time when the merest
breath of homosexuality was enough to have the accused whipped to
death...if the native Indians didn't scalp them first.
Go Here For an Excerpt
Go Here For an Excerpt
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
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