Postcards

Vicki saw the “email” icon on her phone.  She knew that the message was from her best friend Julia.  Both of them were traveling, for different reasons, but both women continued their tradition of sending the other “postcards” – self-made, often self-taken photos, of their travels.

She was waiting in a New York airport for her connecting flight.  Her traveling companion Dr. Colin Bishara was asleep, resting his head on her shoulder.   She opened the email.

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Full Moon

Samantha pulled her emerald cloak a little tighter around herself.  She could hear the faint sound of the drums and see the orange glow of a fire in the trees.  She made her way down the dark path, the drums beginning to beat in her blood.  The autumn air held a chill that invigorated her.  She followed the path and the crisp scent of wood fire toward the meeting.
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Victoria Finds Her Man… Two of Them

 Read the entire story here: [Part 1 Working Late]  [Part 2 All Wrapped up in Work] [Part 3: What Vicki Did at the Ritual]  [Part 4: Victoria Finds Her Man… Two of Them]

Vicki lay back on the pile of cushions shrugging out of the robe so it lay underneath her like a sheet.
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Bishara laid beside her, his kohl darkened eyes and shaved head reminded her of Djet, but there was something jarring about seeing the makeup and the ancient affectation on a modern man.

“Are you ready?” He asked.

She nodded, not entirely sure what she needed to be ready for.  At this point, she was certain she wanted this magician and not only for his magic.

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What Happened to Victoria at the Ritual

 Read the entire story here: [Part 1 Working Late]  [Part 2 All Wrapped up in Work] [Part 3: What Vicki Did at the Ritual]  [Part 4: Victoria Finds Her Man… Two of Them]

Vicki was a little surprised at how quickly Julia agreed to go to the sex magick ritual.

What Vicki couldn’t tell her was about Djet (part one & part two).  She just couldn’t find a way to tell Julia about meeting a resurrected pharaoh.  She wasn’t sure she could tell anyone, well other than her professor.

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It was professor Edwards who’d suggested that she seek out a former colleague, Colin Bishara.

Bishara had left academia, and all Vicki’s research indicated a skyrocketing career in Egyptology, to study ancient Egyptian magic.  Or maybe it was more accurate to say practice magic.

Professor Edwards suggested that if anyone could explain what happened with Djet, it would be Bishara.

So Vicki stood barefoot and naked under her long black robe, scanning the crowd for Bishara.

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ELust #96

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Welcome to Elust 96

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #96 Start with the rules, come back August 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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Sex Magick

“You want to go to a what?!” Julia couldn’t believe what her friend Vicki was asking. Of course, Julia mused, Vicki hadn’t been the same since she came back from Egypt [part 1 and part 2].  Before her trip, Victoria hadn’t expressed any interest in the occult; however, since she had returned she had an insatiable drive to learn everything about it.

“It’s a coven meeting” Vicki began, but Julia cut in.

“No, this isn’t a praise the god and goddess, dance around a bonfire coven – This is a,” her voice dropped, “a sex cult.”

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