How do I explain who I am without explaining to you who I was? I used to be strong, brave, fearless and stubbornly headstrong. Completely independent and sure of who I was and what I wanted. I went where I wanted with whom I wanted, I loved having fun and being around people who loved me. I had a job, my own car, paid my bills. I didn't have to ask anyone...
I'm Sitting on her bed, trying to pass the time while she finishes taking her bath. I check my phone a couple of times, and then instead decide to gaze out of the window. The evening has barely begun, although it's winter so the final glow of sunlight is already waning, and I can feel a cold breeze creeping through the window. I can't wait to warm up with he...
The soft, steady thud of hooves on the dry forest floor tapped out a slow rhythm as Duke Jedrek gently steered his mare's reins. The sound dissipated itself into the surroundings, leaving only the bird song to accompany his thoughts. He had been riding for an hour now, making his way deeper and deeper into the forest. There was nothing to worry about anymore...
"So, are we finally going to meet up?" I typed excitedly. I had been chatting to this gorgeous woman online for over a year now and we got on really well. We seemed to be very similar in our likes and dislikes and both had developed a strong need to meet and take our relationship further. "I think we finally are, yes" she typed back, "I'm so nervous, you w...
The phone starts ringing at half-past six. I'm awake, just back from the bathroom after a night of fitful sleep. I frown, thinking about whom it could be. But then I remember... I've placed the ad yesterday in the local paper. It wouldn't be the first time they called me as soon as four-o-clock in the morning. It leaves me wondering if the ink is dry by the...
I step out of the shower and reach for the towel. The water trickles down my legs so I bend to dry myself off. I step out of the towel and think about the text I sent him. "I want you. When I get home from work, I'll shower and wait naked by the door for you. You can do whatever you like to me." I love giving myself to him, being under his control. I smile...
This is a true story. Names were changed to protect the Coach's memory. Football season was over and so was my high school career. We'd won the County title; taken thrid place in the state tournament; and I had a scholarship to State College to play ball. My life was programmed to succeed; and I had Coach Joe to thank for it. I owed him quite a few favors;...
At our annual office party Saturday night two months ago, Rebecca and I were left at the table alone. The other three couples were up dancing but that was a no-no for me, as I was recovering from knee surgery, remedial work to old football injury. Beck as I called her was almost popping out of her dress which happens when my conservative darling gets a few d...
Chapter 3: A Taxi named "Desire" Once again, We walk. Your arm snaked round my waist, mine around your shoulder. We come to the Banks of the River. The lights reflect from the far side, shimmering over the Inky blackness. So VERY romantic. I slip my Leather Coat over your shoulders and, grasping it by the Lapels, pull you to me. Kissing you, Sincerely! We w...
Copyright 2007 Duelduet all publication rights reserved. All characters are over the age of 18. * Every once in a while I don't know who I am. Self-doubt creeps in, seeps in the cracks of the person I have built myself into. It erodes those beliefs that are the foundation of who I am. Yes, I am good. Yes, I am yours. Yes, yes, yes. But, maybe I am too eas...