"Love triumphs over the losses of War"
Sitting in Flanders fields, Maria begins reading from Im Westen nichts Neues. Hearing her voice sets my heart aflutter. One-hundred years ago, both of us had lost relatives here, dying on opposite sides of a fruitless war.She catches my stare...
"Winner takes all"
Troy crested the ridge, orange light from the twin suns illuminating weary features. He’d made it. Survived.The meadow stretched below him, prize as yet unseen on the central knoll.Negotiating boulder-strewn terrain he plunged into grass, shedding clothes as he advanced....
"Sometimes more than flowers are blooming..."
Two collaborating writers headed out to the field to find some inspiration. Just friends and colleagues, nothing more. He found a spot amongst the poppies and suggested they set up shop there. For fun, he plucked a flower and tucked...
"A man waits for a woman..."
"Been waiting long?" Sergeant Major Olympia Flores asked, walking toward Melvin who was standing in a field of golden poppies. His slacks, jacket, and underwear neatly folded at his feet."Since noon."Olympia froze. "Am I inconveniencing you?""No, sorr--""How long!?""Not long, Ma'am!""Better... Now show me...
"Where passion comes full circle"
That field in Flanders, where poppies still grow. Where our picnic blanket became something more. Lockdown was slowly lifting. Our minds drawn closer over the time we met online, and lush life was replaced with real life. We surrendered to...
"She waits to keep her promise"
A quick look at the clock, it’s almost time, He’ll be here soon. Surveying the room, her handy work, she smiles. Candles lit, soft jazz wafting into the room, the toys in place. She is ready.Tonight is her gift to...
"Sex with the devil strips the witch of her very soul."
Pleasure and pain twisted transcendently, contorting with the curves of my breasts as he thrust. My head turned in an expression of ecstasy, screaming across the field. I clawed, drawing him deep to climax, dripping with desire as the devil...
"An afternoon delight ..."
The wind softly blowing onto the fields in tempo with the birds serenading from afar. A good time for an afternoon walk. A woman's faint moan like relishing a pleasurable dessert in contrast with the man's groan like he is in pain...
"Lips of my vagina throbbing, clitoris swelling, like the flower in his hand waiting to bloom."
Goosebumps. Shivers.All things I felt as Adam stroked a poppy petal against my clitoris. Brushed it up and down, coursing electricity through my veins.Lips of my vagina throbbing, clitoris swelling, like the flower in his hand waiting to bloom. Raindrops...
"Once for Us - Once More for Them"
He was gaunt and walked with a limp. She was beautiful, fresh, buxom. They walked slowly, looking for just the right spot -In Flanders Fields. They walked where the poppies blow.They walked between the crosses, row on row. They sat among the poppies,...