The sunlight is all too bright and dazzling in some bit of way. The forest is this immense and gigantic, embellished and bedecked beautifully and amazingly wonderful to the very last core and degree. Wherever it is that I cast my eyes at, it is all a sheeny and healthfully wonderful green site. I at long last look at Jace Dicking. My own beautiful gorgeous h...
Reggie was enjoying the sleep of the blessed which gave Georgina a chance to prepare dinner. She had shopped Rick's monthly coupons the day before his death. She would post the unused vouches back to the Ministry of food tomorrow. Richard had complained when she had insisted that Fiona's unused vouchers be returned too. He claimed no one ever checked. Georg...
Chapter 1: Freudian Slip Dreams are funny things, they take from your experiences, your fears, hopes, desires...oh yes, especially your desires...and mix them up in your sub-conscious, only to spit them out again like a celtic knotwork of images; twisting and turning and looping back into themselves, like rats in a maze, until your brain acclimatizes and ma...
The taxi drove away, leaving Ashley standing in front of his house. At least that’s what she remembered it as. The house that she’d escaped from. It sat dark and imposing, the windows glaring emptily at her, daring her to come inside. But there is no Matthew here. Yes, she remembered that. She had a certified copy of his death certificate in her suitcase and...
The idea of meeting with several men for an evening of sex had been wandering the back roads of my mind for several years. Where, when, who with, and how to arrange it were all stumbling blocks. It was not like I was in need of a sex outlet; what with a husband, and a lot of quickies at parties. When I was between books, or otherwise bored, my mind would wan...
It is a little mite jot inebriating and intoxicating and fuddling. Yes. To some measure and stretch, I am all this boozy and stewed up and tipsy and loony what's more. The style and fashion and manner of action that Stian is seizing and gripping and latching on to my chin and mustachio; it strikes me dumb and takes away my breath and dazzles and confounds an...
Kim had been feeling more sexually voracious than ever and the last few weeks had been amongst the happiest of her life. Something had stirred up similar desires in Keith. Just a few nights ago, he had sent beautiful flowers and when he got home, he announced they were going out to dinner -- later. In a move most unlike her handsome-but-boring husband, he h...
I was exceptionally nervous and completely excited when I submitted my first personal ad to the local adult newspaper. It read as follows: "98% Happily Married Man seeks 98% Happily Married Woman for pleasurable fulfillment of the other 2%. Complete discretion promised and required." I had no idea if anyone would respond, but I had set up a post office box,...
In his book, Blink, Malcolm Gladwell argues that snap decisions, the ones made with just a moment's thought, are the best ones. Instinct plays a big role in those decisions, supposedly. If instinct played a role in what I did with Danny that afternoon, what does it say about me? Had I been craving that without realizing it? All I know is that the snap decisi...
You know, people talk about banned implements all the time. Implements that they would never allow used on them or even implements that some say they would never use. For whatever reason. Bad experiences in the past or just an overwhelming fear. I once had that mindset, particularly about a leather strap and also a cane. The strap from the memory of it havin...