Was it a fantasy or was it becoming reality? Was it all in my dramatically vivid imagination or had these events actually happened? Did I dream them or act them out? Was it all simply emotional or had my physical being been involved as well? I was getting to the stage where I wasn’t all that sure. I knew that the psychological and emotional nightmare I’d go...
I entered the room casually and spotted you in the yellow chair. Legs hanging over one side, the shape of your hip and legs revealed with your red dress tucked beneath you. Approaching, I walk around the chair as I looked you over. Not paying attention the side table was bumped, waking you with a start. It took a second for you to recognize who I was. You s...
I am not sure what initially attracted me, I guess it was her hat. While it is normally a woman's hair that first catches my gaze, her bright red hat covered her head so I never saw her hair. Odd red loops that dangled from gold beaded knots made me think of curls that weren't there. Although it was very different, on her, the hat was wonderfully becoming. I...
All characters are over 18. ~*~ Without your glasses, the lights blur and merge into each other, going from one, to two- to... perhaps a million points of little dots. Out into your peripherals. 'We're here', she said softly as the car slowed to a stop opposite Thai Hoa Cafe. Facing the Han river, its upper levels barely visible from the outside and cl...
You ease yourself back into bed, careful not to disturb me. Curling on your side, you pull the blanket over your bare shoulder, shivering in the early morning chill and try to go back to sleep. The workday would start all too soon. Half dozing, you feel me roll over, my naked warmth suddenly against your back; one arm sliding up to cover yours on the pillow...
The one-eyed prophet Changoparati, mutely miming his prognostications of doom to the blind, while in pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh and pondering the imponderable aspects of the face of God, who, he thinks he might of seen one day out of the corner of his eye, crossing the street with a aardvark on a leash. I'm simply wasting time while being tempora...
This is brief. This is food for thought, perhaps disturbing, to any wifey who reads this. Is it fantasy, or is it truth? It was really an innocent moment that I had no designs on twisting into a perverted pleasure. But, that's what often happens when I am tortured by long droughts between fucks. My mind takes control. It bends the common reality of decency...
She sheds her clothes next to pond's edge. The setting sun frames her body with a translucent quality that mirrors the heat building up inside her. Without even walking into the water she can already feel her spine tingling with expectation. The water will be warm. she knows it will embrace her body completely and when it meets her pelvis it will mask the wa...
Brainstem reticular formation. Medial dorsal and anterior nuclei of the thalamus. The limbic system and the amygdala...the hippocampus. These are but a few centers of desire that I can alter within a select anatomy, the deepest and sometimes hidden component of your soul. The increased pulse, the dampness I sense of your body has been well under my control a...
Keep me in mind with more grasp than your mnemonics hold me in those sweet corners of memory learn me with the same strength as rhyme know me by rote on instinct by heart Now... In the weak flaps of a wounded umbrella, in the chuckle of rubber boots over concrete, in the sandy, carbon, water scent of the wet city... I take a moment apart. Calm and...