The Sisterhood

"A 16th Birthday to remember."

Sarah wakes up in her bed, blonde hair cascading over her pillows. Lifting her head she peers through the curtain of blonde towards the window. A huge smile spreading across her face as she realises its morning. Jumping out of...

Longing for a Touch

"Craving the touch of his hand...."

Too much time has passed since we lasted touched.The feel of you is such a complete and physical rush.I look upon the full moon above my head,and remember your body next to me in our bed. The way my skin...

Released

"Exploring hidden desires.."

I came here to Lushland, a naive child. Searching for a whisper that might satisfy the unknown hunger in me. On bended knee I thought I might find my release. A moment of perfect peace was my desire. A need...

The Way of the Wicca

"Sometimes destiny cannot be denied"

Even in hindsight I couldn’t be sure of the first time I saw her. Looking back, some of my memories seem like dreams; some of my dreams seem like memories, almost as if I came into being that day when...

Shower Exposé Part Two: Surprising News

"The honeymoon period comes to a sudden end for Jane and Dean. But will they sex fix it."

 The sun had not yet risen to shine its brightness on that day. The rough tides were crashing against the breakers, but I could not see them. I could only hear their groans, as it filtered past my headphones. In...

Imitating Art

"Ira, Cole and Noël are dead; Julie London too. So I wrote this song instead and sing it just for you"

The gallery was free, yet full Of endless dull Depictions with no wonder thundering In my heart or head. I stood instead And gazed within: why must my ordinary life Forever imitate art? * There! Amongst the moulded marble Art,...

The past week for us has been stressful, not because of anything between us, but because of things that have gone on in our lives, especially mine. The nights have been especially rough for Master to watch me go through,...

After Jess

"After Jess, was there ever going to be love in my life again?"

It was 3 weeks later that Tippi called. ‘Hi, it’s me, Tippi.’ I had not been expecting her to call. I’ve so often spoken words and then, as they left my mouth, wished I could have swallowed them back. I’d...