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[For all our friends and fans, readers and rogues practicing good social distancing and trying to be entertained at home, we are now going to provide you with a special mini-series: “Mount Bliss.” This story is from a little vacation to the mountains that we enjoyed a year ago. It involves some characters you have met already: Lola, HH, Jim, Lily, and Uncle Collin.
You can find the stories that they are in by putting their names into the search box at the top of the page on mysexlifewithlola.com, but for this series, you don’t need to know their backstories.
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We had just finished watching David Hamilton’s film, Laura. Yes, a throwback to 1979 and one that I had seen back in the “arthouse” days of cinema. I had told Lo about it and her curiosity was piqued. Not only was it sexy, taboo (in more ways than one), delightfully innocent (in more ways than one), and a classic of retro soft-porn, but it was an artifact from my sexual “youth,” or at least my younger days. It was incredibly difficult to obtain since no one in America would touch it, stock it, sell it, or even acknowledge its existence. But I had managed to procure a copy. Anything for my Lo.