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THE ENTIRE PURCHASE PRICE OF COMING TOGETHER TITLES ON ARe GOES TO CHARITY! In this case, it's the Kaplan Family Hospice Residence of Orange County as chosen by Colly's life partner.
This is a posthumous collection of lesbian erotica by Colleen Thomas. Each story is introduced by one of her peers from Literotica, where much of her work is still available to delight readers of the genre.
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From Alan Petrillo
5 STARS!
I don't usually recommend erotica, but this stuff is good. I mean REALLY good. The SF stories would be at home in Analog, the horror in Hitchcock's. Without the graphic sex, of course, but even so, it's THAT good.
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Introduction
The internet is a wonderful, terrible place to make friends. Some of us, shy or just in need of a break from 'real-world' intimacy, come here believing we can enjoy the special people we meet without being vulnerable to them. Then someone like Colly proves us wrong.
My first post in the Literotica® Author's Hangout was in response to something Colly wrote in a political thread. I wouldn't have bothered, if I hadn't admired the way she expressed herself. I didn't expect to like her; it was impossible not to. Colly's toughest weapon was her abiding grace and generosity. Nothing defuses a heated feud like a sneak-attack hug that arrives out of nowhere when you're having a lousy day.
We didn't share much about our personal lives, except for the parts we had in common: Southern small-town families; the challenge of balancing love and loyalty with seemingly unbridgeable ideological differences. It would be easy to say I wasn't close to Colly, if not for the fact that she was so often the first person to welcome me back after an absence or offer her support when she knew I was facing a difficult time.
All things considered, I have to say she was a real friend. The hugs and grins and roses were real, too. The illusion was that I could control how much I cared.
I'll miss you, Colly.
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