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on 17 February 2009 (#18686683)


I, Isabella – Crazy Untouchable Virgin – Swan, was having… an orgasm.

Though I had never really even considered the possibility of ever experiencing one, I had no idea what it could feel like.

I had heard it talked about so many times. This ‘orgasm’ thing. Alice praised it like it was a religion. I heard girls talking about it in the locker room like it was the most normal and natural thing to ever experience. Over the past months, I began hearing them develop a rating scale for the things. I got the feeling most of them were embellishing the frequency in which they experienced it… quite a lot. I was pretty sure I had never even come close to having anything like they described.

I also saw movies and shows where women discussed them as if they were some ephemeral narcotic substance; seeking it out desperately, doing all the busy work, and rarely ever being graced with its presence.

It was the topic of many discussions, and every person, man and woman, always held it in the highest regard.

Me?

I mentally manifested the entire concept of the female orgasm into a unicorn.

Yes. A unicorn.

A very pretty, white, majestic, non existent mythical creature that everyone talks about, but you never actually see first hand.

That is… unless that hand belongs to a certain Edward Cullen.

It was like nothing I had ever felt before. Well, technically it was nothing I had ever felt before. I wondered if Edward even realized he granted me two pretty white unicorns.

The first time was great beyond all comparison. But then, just as I was coming down, I felt him shudder lightly beneath me and groan huskily into my neck while I had my hand wrapped as far around him as I could through his jeans. Then I felt… it… twitching in my palm while he continued rubbing me shakily and gasping against my skin. And the realization that I was giving Edward a unicorn of his very own made me fall over the edge once more.

And… God freaking bless unicorns.

I WAS BORN A UNICORN

I was born a Unicorn I missed the ark but I could've sworn You'd wait for me

I was born a Unicorn I could've sworn you believed in me. Then how come all the other Unicorns are dead?

Were never gonna stop I think I wanna stop We want one us I dont care i'll do push-ups I write the songs I WRITE the songs You say I'm doing it wrong YOU ARE doing it wrong

Put your crystals under my pillow Send your epistle to my bedfellows It also says!

When dreaming beasts are dying down, on out They're there, for we agree they're there, They're there alive and sure.

If I stop believing in you If you stop believing in me If I stop believing in you If you stop believing in me

We're the Unicorns. We're more than horses. We're the Unicorns And we're people too!

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