Day #8: Wrong Number, by Amber Averay Anne exited the library into a balmy night, the scent of brine on the air mingling with the meaty aromas from the nearby restaurant. It was an odd smell, but one she found comforting, familiar and soothing. She brushed her heavy fringe from her eyes, juggling her handbag,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
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A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8
Missed Connection By Dominick May Two days ago, I met this woman named Jill. Her eyes were a bright blue, and her hair was red as a fire-hydrant. She was wearing a business suit that did nothing for her fine figure, and her voice was like a drill on stainless steel. Digging deep intoContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7
It’s Better to By Miranda Osterlund She loved him to much, but it hurt every time she went back to him. How are you supposed to love someone from a distance? Leigh cried into her hands from her bed. *meow* Kitty nudged her, trying her best to comfort her. 11 years she’d been with Luke.Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7
It’s Better to Roses are red, Violets are blue, Thorns can prick, But won’t bleed you. She slammed her pencil onto the tabletop, after angrily crossing out the lines, and laid her head in her hands. What a naive fool she’d been. Her heart was bleeding still. She’d put him on a pedestal, believed heContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7
It’s Better to By Dominick May The sun glistened off his bare chest as he worked to throw the bales onto the trailer. His western-style hat clung to his head, with a red tie pulling back his long black hair. As he turned to toss on another bale, his back rippled with lean muscles. OnceContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7”
A Fortnight of Lust
Day #7: Roses and Thorns by Amber Averay I know what they say behind my back, when they think I can’t hear. Though they fawn and grovel and plead my mercy, they think me now a doddering old fool, a once-great giant of a man whose body fails him, whose mind at times wanders intoContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 6
Kiss of Death She knew going in that a Romantic Horror movie was going to be difficult to watch, but her boyfriend really, really wanted to see it–so here she was. And it was worse than she could have imagined. The acting was comically bad, the writing even more so, and it was unbearably scary. Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 6”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 6
Kiss of Death by Dominick May In the darkness, I could hear the faint beep of some machine. As I laid there, for I knew I was laying down. A fog slid over my thoughts. Suddenly there was speaking, and my throat was hurting. “Does he have any family, that we can contact. ”Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 6”
A Fortnight of Lust
Day #6: Kiss of Death by Amber Averay I wish I was strong, I fight to belong But contentment is never mine. I watch others gleam As if life is a dream And wish my own were as fine. Is wishing for fools, A fantasist’s tools – Something I should deny? I want to beContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 5
Obsession It seemed like everywhere he looked someone had the newest device, trendiest clothes, or were some mega-fan of some group or other. To him it seemed pointless and exhausting. He didn’t center his image on the opinions of others, and he enjoyed things, but his existance didn’t depend on them. Such flaws could beContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 5”
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