I am having troubleGetting the wordsTo come out right.To come out rightIn a way that trulyExpresses my thoughts.Expresses my thoughtsOn how much you haveEnriched my world.Enriched my world By opening doorways and Allowing me to explore.Allowing me to exploreNew experiences...
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The Storyteller of Brompton House – part two
"Cat meets the girls who witness an epic climax"
Carrie slept as she couldn’t remember sleeping before – an exhausted contented sleep. At around 7.00am she began to become conscious and glorious happy memories flooded back and she moaned as she stretched and moved her body. She reached out...
Illicit Desires Ch. 05
"Doubt, deceit, determination and despair."
As soon as I reached the shelter of my car I sat back, closed my eyes and let out a long slow sigh. The meeting with Dana had been emotionally draining. After taking a moment to pull myself together I...
A Song for the Senses
"She is music and a song for the senses."
In the warmth of her smileAll else fades from viewElevating my spiritsLike no other can doIt’s her taste that I craveA hunger deep within stirsMy desire a distractionUntil my lips again find hersHer sigh is melodiousMy fingertips against skinHands holding...
Lean into me now and feel any resistance you still have melt away when my lips brush against your skin. No one knows about us and no one has to. At times, you think this is wrong because of that, something...
The Storyteller Of Brompton House – Part One
"An emergency babysitting job leads to an erotic courtship"
Carrie had got over her immediate panic at the phone call from her sister. Eric had been in a car accident – he wasn’t really hurt, but Liz needed to fetch him from Edinburgh, which was a six hour round...
The Last Flight. Chapter 28
"Karen and Jemima make a new start."
“I am not used to sharing, you know," I broke our embrace. “But you may use whatever you wish whilst you are here.” I felt myself flush at the possibility that she may think me rather naïve. I generally wasn't...
You want me to tell you everything,I won't speak of some memories,it should be more than enoughthat I sensed another world in you,accents of another atmosphere.If you think I'm only predatoryor merely a misguided romantic,you don't know the first thing...
Josie in Tombstone
"This is a work of speculative fiction and is not purported to be an accurate historical rendering."
After all the noise and smoke and killings of 1881, Tombstone, Arizona began attracting scribes the way a buffalo corpse attracts vultures and flies. It seemed as if every newspaper back East had to have an eyewitness account of the...
Trinkets of You
"You don't know what you got, till it's gone."
There are certain trinkets that remind me of you. Some small details I notice that pull me through. That picture you sent from the gym—you in pink The dress with red lips: yes it’s of you I think. There’s the...