We all need a helping hand from time to time. I didn’t realize how true that was until quite recently. I don’t talk about myself much, because I want to focus on my writing and bring joy and entertainment through my words. But, this winter has been difficult, and I know I’m not the onlyContinue reading “My Writing Buddy”
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A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14
Couples Retreat By Dominick May Looking into my husband’s eyes, I reached out and took his hand. “They’re coming, are you ready. If they catch us, we lose.” Two steps and over the cliff towards the lagoon below. Wind rushed upwards us and made the short drop feel twice as far. With a big splash,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14
Couples Retreat He’d wanted to take me to a beach where the sand was warm and soft. I said no. His intentions were nice, but I couldn’t help the fact I longed for more. I wanted adventure. He was unsure, but he was confident any time away from real life would be good. He wouldContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13
Together Again I saw you standing on the stair, The light was shining on your hair, You looked good, And for a moment I thought we could, Get together again. Still, I let the the moment elapse, My pendant I did clasp, You broke my heart, So, I wouldn’t start, The cyle over. You leftContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13”
A Fortnight Lust: Day 13
Together Again By Dominick May This was the third time I found myself in front of this stump. Following the path led me here, and I should have been able to follow it backward to get out. I had gone on this little hike to release the stress from work. My boss was all overContinue reading “A Fortnight Lust: Day 13”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 12
Loving Care I woke with my head spinning and every inch of my body aching. My vision was blurry. Out of focus faces swam before my eyes. I was confused, scared, and I had no idea where I was, or why I was there. I reached for something to hold onto, and found a warmContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 12”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 12
Loving Care By Dominick May The night was hot and sticky. There was a repetitive on and off buzz from the sign outside of my window. All of a sudden the office door burst open. “Sr. There is a Miss. White here to see you.” A slender hand pushed aside my assistant to step in.Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 12”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11
Tunnel of Love She limped home on a broken heel. She should have ditched the shoes, but after the night she had, she couldn’t be bothered. She was glad the insanity was over, and she was ready for bed. Judging by the state of her clothes, her neighbors probably thought this was a walk ofContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11
An Ode to the Love Boat By Miranda Osterlund Which one you wonder perhaps? It definitely doesn’t have to do with an ice cube in your partners lap. Sailing down a river of bodily fluids you may presume. From the thousands of dead bodies you exhumed. Maybe it’s a joint rolled in formaldehyde you prefer.Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11
Tunnel of Love By Dominick May John turned in surprise. Jenn, knowing that the ride would take a while to start. Jumped on John’s lap, pulled off his shirt, and started kissing him. Trying to not let this get out of hand, John spoke between kisses. “Jenn, please calm down. If the boat tips, we’llContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 11”
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