The Book

"Picking her up and sifting through her pages"

There’s nothing more romantic than someone choosing to learn you.  Flipping the pages in your soul delicately and digesting your chapters, with an open mind, no matter how difficult, or uncomfortable some of your moments are. Treating each bookmark not...

The Birth Of A Dream

"Some things should never exist."

Not so long ago, I dreamt of a man who lives in a little green circle. It was the kind of dream that led to fingers sliding into the warm folds of my wet cunt.But this dream, this oh-so-delicious dream,...

Sliding Toward Love

"A young woman follows a snowy, joyous path"

Emily stopped at the crest of the hill. She had left later than was wise, and had skied the last couple of miles in quickly falling light. The truth may have been that she had left late on purpose. The...