There are times when you cannot look to my words for assurance,they tangle together after a while,unfold as codes and numbers when we've lost the ways we use to communicate.If it was as simple as inking letters,I would have revived...

Jazz

"A young woman finds her way as a jazz singer"

Blame it on mom. She was a jazz freak and I grew up hearing Billy Holiday, Anita O’ Day, June Christie, Ella and Louis, you name it. “The cats,” she called them. She knew all the words and she’d sing...

Meeting Joan for the first time

"I met Joan in college"

Hi I'm Tom. I've written several stories about my wife Joan and her voracious sexual appetite. I thought I'd write about our first meeting and our early dates. I met Joan in college. We were at a frat party and...

The Last Flight Chapter 19

"Karen finally sleeps but..."

I lay quietly, listening to the sounds around me but mostly I listened to Pascale breathing, gentle now, steady. “Karen...” she said, slowly, as if considering her words. “Yes, Pascale?” I replied. “Karen, I am sorry I got turned on...

Whatever robes around your curves,or how soft locks spill along your face,however your fragrance moves through the room to shift gravity in a new direction,your eyes are more suggestive than any other part of you.You know that a gaze can...

A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4

"Jeanie buys a truck"

Five a.m., the alarm is blaring, and Jeanie reaches up to shut it off. She raises up on an elbow, studying the face of the sleeping man next to her. She leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips,...

I'll believe every story that your touch implies,your skin is like something I read long ago,the specifics long since forgotten but the message is a familiar vapor carried wherever I will go.Make me remember you again.Make my blood surge untilI'm...

Tollie’s Garden Pt.1

"A young woman's growing attraction to an older man"

I was seventeen, almost eighteen, when Tollie moved into our small apartment above the carriage house. I didn’t pay much attention at first when my mom rented it to him. After moving into the huge house we inherited from her...

Tracks

"Sometimes, getting away is the only answer"

Holed up in this townWith a one-track mind   I’m thinking only of you I’ve got to get outI can’t stay a day more   I’m thinking only of you The places, the streetsIn this town  Drive me wild   They all have...

Beyond

"Where the real me resides..."

See beyond the surface To that place where I residePast the false me that shows To the real me I often hide You see what others don't To the hurt that is buried deep And the pain that lingers still Bringing...