This is a less explicit but equally intense version of our short story "The Chair", enjoy... --- Eve stands in front of the apartment. Her naked thighs are cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the her long coat. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. Her heart races as she raises her hand to knock on the door. She pauses, hand rai...
You crack the bathroom door open, a sliver of light spills into the dimly lit bedroom. A puff of steamy air escapes and intensifies the silhouette of my near-naked body. Having just showered, you wear only two bath towels; one towel is knotted around your head, wicking the moisture from your long, luscious locks of hair. The other wraps around your abdomen,...
The Hunter had captured Sheila's heart even when she found out that the wolf lurked within him; she embraced them both. Sheila woke alone in her rumpled bed in the cabin. She had made the long trek to store yesterday and used the phone to call work. She would not be going back, ever. A week with Hunter and she knew she could never return to her old life. H...
she reread her email. A task, He had given her a task. she let out a small squeal of delight, a way to show that she was growing and learning and wanting to please Him. she was nervous, excited and scared. Would she fail Him in this simple but well thought task? she wanted to do it completely right. As soon as she read the email, her nerves were anxious. At...
The Close has changed quickly, my wife and I have split up. This was not really a surprise and was going to happen sooner or later. Trevor and Vanessa still live across the road he gives me dirty looks obviously seen coming and goings on his cameras and CTV. She smiles at me when he is not looking obviously finding it amusing I guess? The other family had...
The Beauty of The Edge is that it is so delicate, yet so Firm. It is like it dangles in mid-air... taunting, teasing Us to dance to it. Once one is there... at that Edge, that precipice of euphoria, we cannot breathe for we fear a single breath will alter that pure moment that suspends in eternity. It knows. The Edge Knows that euphoria is within us and that...
Blackness. That's all he could sense. He? Yes, he was a He. Who was he? Was he dead? He must be. No need for a name when you are dead. Heh. Sounds like something Freddie would say. Freddie. Wait, is that who I am? A flash of color and the face a man swam before him momentarily. That was Freddie, he wasn't Freddie. Who is he? Faintly a voice called to h...
She was one of the girls that would talk with me but not do anything else. One day I phoned her to see if I could come to her for a short time. This was the day. Today I would do it. So we were standing in her bedroom. She is looking out her window, talking to me. Now or never I thought. She will think it is a normal present but I have something specia...
She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and...
It was Friday and my boyfriend had been dropping hints all weekend about tonight being for me to experience something new. He knew that I was going to be in meetings all day and during the morning I heard my phone chime with a message alert. The person leading the meeting gave us all the evil eye and I decided that the message would have to wait until we ha...