I’ve known Celeste and Dan my whole life. We were neighbors and we went to school together, we did our homework together, played together in summers that stretched long into the year. I was Dan’s date to the prom, I was Celeste’s bridesmaid at their wedding. What I loved about our friendship was our intense intimacy. Although we live far apart now, whenever...
Too restless, I listen to the wind breathe through the screen on my window, always exhaling; it does nothing to sooth me. There is fierceness in me that pushes like the wind, radiating from my skin. Always exhaling; like a long slow scream that started five nights ago. My gums ache and my mouth is raw from its discontent. I can not sleep. I can not rest. I...
Written December 2010... I had an unusually long dream last night and I wanted to write it down and share it for whosoever wished to read it. I took the creative license to embellish it a little for the sake of it coming through in written word, but what I've written below is pretty well exactly how the dream took place... My Solstice Dream, a short stor...
So it came to pass in that golden age of heroes that many kings, queens, and oracles came to the same conclusion: monsters, be they from the land, air, or sea, would take tribute. It was King Minos with his terrible beast of a stepson who started the tribute idea, mostly because he was the first to demand it, and the yearly take became normal for the entire...
Tall, dark and handsome. So cliché, but so fucking true in his case. Fortunately for me and my job security, we do not sit on the same floor at work. Having a hot coworker in the building is distracting enough. I don't think I could handle him working on the same floor. When we cross paths in the corridor, he has no idea how I long to be on my knees in fro...
He felt nervous, probably more nervous than he had ever felt before, he knew he was stupid to have ever let it go as far as this, but somehow he just hadn't been able to stop himself. He'd placed the chair in the centre of the lounge as he'd been told and now he sat on the settee looking at it, waiting. Waiting for the text message that he feared would come,...
Thinking about it seems to warm my blood some I can feel the increase in my heartbeat and the warming of my skin, finding myself licking my lips and perhaps even a "mmmm" becoming audible. Yes, I love to touch a man. His size and shape don't matter much his attitude and different levels of confidence affect me in different ways still, I love to touch a man....
The cabin was dark when she finally arrived. The moon only occasionally peeked through the clouds to illuminate the snow-covered mountainside. I waited... The rope felt good in my hands as I pulled it taut, waiting in the shadows. Even through the gloves, I could feel its texture, its roughness. Just as I pulled the rope taut again, I heard her car door...
What is it about him? He has my insides longing just to walk up to him slowly, gazing into his eyes deeper and deeper the closer I get, stop right in front of him, and then slowly and cautiously bring my hands from my sides and place them on his hips. I'm not sure if he wants this, not sure if he'll let me touch him. My hands glide softly up his body to his...
It was a 2001 Harley Davidson Heritage, but it was much more than that - it was a new her. She had ridden motorcycles, on and off, since she was six years old; but, set that passion aside for family. That was all behind her now. She couldn't wait to test drive it, and he was more than willing to let her have it inspected before she bought it. She was going t...