Saturday, January 1, 2000

Utopia

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

This book is written by Selenia Scott, who alone, is creative, but under the influence of love reaches a new height of creative genius. She has written this book in the fashion of a fairy tale rhyme, based on a true story of love, faith and destiny. She is inspired by love and the love that she receives in return, and through these things comes forth the birth of this story.
“UTOPIA”

Wednesday, December 1, 1999

HOW CAN I SMILE WHEN ----

How can I smile when were miles apart
How can I live when you hold my heart
Tell Me….

How can I smile when your not around
how can I live when my heart can’t be found
Tell Me….

How do I smile when I watch you leave
how can I live when I can’t breathe
Tell Me….

How can I smile when my worlds upside down
how can I swim when without you I drown

Tell Me….

Thursday, June 3, 1999

Expecting Destiny

When I was last in San Francisco, I decided to try out an escort service that provided women for other women. I have always been curious and I wanted to experience another woman, and a business trip away from home and away from my husband was the perfect opportunity. 

The lady I talked to on the phone was very friendly, although I knew she could sense my 
nervousness. I told her where my hotel was and took care of all the financial details, which was uncomfortable. I guess men are more open to paying for sex; it really freaked me out. Finally, she told me that I could expect a visit in probably close to an hour and that the girl coming was named Destiny. 

An Awesome Threesome

She was wearing a skin tight red body suit when we first noticed her. There was nothing left to the imagination with this suit - you could see the outline of her small yet nicely shaped breasts, and every now and then, even the nipples would show. The suit clung to her waist and hips, and showed a pair of well formed legs. And yet what it didn't show was just as important - there were no lines from any underwear of any kind - no panties, and no bra. 

Friday, October 2, 1998

Lights Camera Action! 10-2-98

Lights Camera Action a star is born like the Fourth of July in Springtime!

Check her out, in those diva sun glasses pretending shes on stage.
Hiding behind a life she made up from scratch cause the one she owns is full of crap. Why not? Lights Camera Action!

There she goes a star is born, dancing under the moon, laughing cause she thinks she’d won by never looking in the mirror. Hiding from the reflection that says “remember me, I am the real one”. Her eyes don’t lie no matter how hard she tried to escape her circumstances. The colorful stories she tells, the way she believes her own lies. Lights Camera Action!

Once again a star is born right before your eyes and if you pay real close attention you can see her cry. Tears behind a smile, anger behind a glance, fear behind her eyes that you might read between the lines and see shes just a four year old little girl.

Tuesday, September 1, 1998

Dear Romeo...

How do I love thee, for all thy ways have yet all to be counted. Know me, understand me, for thou I’ve tried. My love for thee hath not merely one way to be counted, but many a thousand and even still a thousand more. For I am countless to the multitude of treasures my love hath offer thee. For all the many ways thou giveth love to me, I love thee.

Thursday, May 1, 1997

aPRIL dAZE

Holding hands in the park while we laugh and talk
wanting your kiss but we can’t in public.

Singing you love songs sweetly in your ear
letting you know that I want to be near.

When I think about your body laying on top of mine,
I don’t see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind.