No Signal, Just Skin, Just Us

"On an island where silence reigns and bodies speak, they abandon the world to rediscover each other—every kiss a ritual, every thrust a promise, every surrender both primal and divine."

On paper, the island wasn’t ours. But with every gust of wind and breath we took, it claimed us completely.Remote, untouched—no clocks, no signal. Just the ache of skin meeting skin and the hunger that followed.It didn’t offer refuge so...

My Husband’s Dirty Little Slut

"Most of the wives were good girls, but not me."

In 1962, my husband, like most men from our quaint little neighborhood, took a job at the new factory in town. And, like most women, I drove him to work and dropped him off so I could have the ’57...

Claire and John, and Ray

"Three years later."

John and Ray are business partners now. The country is in a tizzy over Global Warming and fossil fuels on top of housing costs and shortage and, of course, the homeless. The government loves the idea of high-density urban in-fill...

Claire And John XII

"A meeting of the minds."

The morning after witnessing his wife Claire in orgasmic delirium with his friend Ray, John lay in bed thinking. He was lucky that he had kept his apartment for use by his college age sons to use when they visited...