A fictional story based on an idea I got from a friend of mine whose name in this story I put down as “Mar Varka”. It being in first person that I have chosen to write this story. As it is my wish to express the manner in which I perceive she experienced her dream involving the two of us. There is something almost mystical about squares o...
A story inspired by a dream told to me by my friend, the Argentine writer; Marcela Vanmak. It was a day of the sun, one on which it shone like an immense ball of fire. So close that it appeared not as if somewhere in the vast regions of the cosmos yet towering above; as it often does in the masterpieces of great artists. All of which ma...
This will be Gianni Truvianni’s last sexually motivated story, it dealing with the characters; H.R.H. Princess Karen Sue Cantrell of the Republic of Aquitaine and her fictional daughter Kasiutrella. Naturally, all of which also making this but a tale of fantasy, never to be taken for anything but that which has never seen the light of reali...
Another fictional sexually motivated story between Karen Sue Cantrell and her daughter, Kasiutrella. Chapter One Karen Sue and Pierre had been near one another in sexuality and friendship for time considered long and joyous yet it was she who had started to worry. It being true that she had been able to arouse the interest of a ma...
Chapter Six To Karen however this was not just another date with her devil’s toy as she would be using it for the first time after having made love with her husband, adding to her excitement as she opened the secret compartment. This being after having gone through the same routine which included; first removing what ever night go...
A fictional story about Princess Karen Sue Cantrell of the Republic of Aquitaine and her desperate search for that which she has so long been without yet finds comfort in a newly formed relationship with her daughter, Kasiutrella. Chapter One Her full name was Karen Sue Cantrell, who in many ways represented the typical whit...
A fictional Story inspired by the life of Princess Cantrell of the Republic Aquitaine and her dreams of being taken in the way described; forgetting all the pomp of a princess which by doing so would bring out the true woman in her. Chapter One What happened that night I am not aware of exactly what it was, as it was like a dream w...
A story of romance and tenderness inspired by dreams of mine in which all my hidden passions for the one of my adoration come out in ways beyond my control. It being as if willed by my inner lusts that rise above the control my mind attempts to impose on them. He is my private teacher to edify me in the languages of the world which rang...
A story based on Joannuszka Slisznuszka’s dream of adventure, romance and above all the love of her dear teacher in the extreme danger of a night full of wolves in the mountains. All representing more than mere attraction but my angel’s faith in the one who constantly lived in her thoughts. It was but last night that my deepest desires ...
A story based on my dearest friend’s dream of tenderness, love and sensuality between her and a man of mystery. This being the man, whom my Joannuszka Slisznuszka would take care of despite not knowing at the time that it was I, her dear teacher; whom she was nursing back to the health he would need to bring about the romance which would foll...
A description of a dream by my Joannuszka Slisznuszka, as told to me by her yet narrated by me in first person as if I were her. I, taking the liberty to add my psychological opinion on what aspects of her life caused these visions. It is very often that I dream of visions and stories which take up the whole of my night’s slumber with m...
This is a story written about the dream my Joanna Popławska had of our opera outing which included not only music but our devotion to each other along with the fulfillment of erotic fantasies. It is also this story which I have written in first person. As if I were Joanna Popławska, herself. This given her request that I write it as such,...
My Angel’s Rose An article about the sole rose which grows so lovely in my angel’s garden as to be one of the many factors which binds our relationship. My angel is a beauty of all delight on to eyes of mine in fair mane to cascade over her sensual body yet loveliness possessed by her cometh from inner qualities portrayed on ...
A series of poems dedicated and written about my close friend and great writer from Argentina, Marcela Vanmak. Marcela Vanmak, not only being a poet of tremendous talent but a woman of incredible beauty and sensuality to inspire these works from one of her admirers. Mar Vaglia, Bogina Argentina A poem inspired by my friend and gr...
A Christmas poem and some phrases inspired by my friend, Joannuszka Slisznuszka’s smile and eyes. My Angel Of Noel My Angel of Noel cometh on to the earth as époque joyous to be hailed as Christmas as my angel with smile tender be as the happiness of giving on to others whilst golden mane crown her in generosity to be s...
A fairytale setting to how or perhaps why God might have created humanity and what there was for him to gain from doing so. Once upon a time there was a child who had enormous powers beyond even his own comprehension though where he obtained them was never made clear to any of those around him nor were the reasons for him wielding them....
Love And Sexuality A poem written about love, which compares its ways that includes sexuality as opposed to the forms that be plutonic. Love may it be as sexuality that leadeth bodies to acts of carnality strokes, touches that maketh the spirit take rise though they be merely of the flesh all for committing the body and our so...
A- Ladies Of The Incas A poem about two lovely ladies from Peru, who represent all that be admirable in their country of old history and culture. Melba and Ariseli though ye be loving sisters thou be sundry as emerging branches in converse directions from the tree that sprung ye Melba and Ariseli having in common but...
A- Rompryska, My Youth A poem written to a young girl by an older man, in his expression of attraction for all her youth held in his eyes. Rompryska my youth is thee for thou arteth this cache no longer mine to cherish as it be in thee and all that maketh thy being that I encounter this which so lacks in myself It beeth ...
A group of poems dedicated to Princess Karen Sue Cantrell of The Republic of Aquitaine, who though I can not claim her title to be authentic or not did in a way inspire these poems. A- Lovely Princess Karen Sue Cantrell Of The Republic of Aquitaine Dear Princess Cantrell of noble fiber ye be as one since époque of fairy tale ev...