"You’re never too old to begin again."
It’s Easter; a day for beginnings. We’d both fallen dormant in the winter of our spouses’ deaths. But what’s frozen can bloom again. I sit beside her on the bench, offering a bouquet of dandelions. She giggles like a young school girl,...
"How will he shape her?"
He enjoys working by candlelight on evenings such as this one when there is a hush in the night except for the light rain pitter-pattering against the glass panes. These somber clouds, however, are sparse enough for the moon to...
"You're never too old..."
"I'm too old."He smiled, his eyes twinkling. "Oh, you really shouldn't have said that."Before I knew it, my skirt, blouse, and panties were mingling with his shirt, trousers, and boxers over a low-hanging branch."Take my hand," he offered.My breasts bounced,...
"Will the mirror shatter the lies in Keira's mind?"
I held her tightly against my body, encouraging her. "Let it out, Keira. I have you." My eyes never left hers in the mirror. "Release for me, baby."Her legs straightened, toes pointed, and her back arched as she screamed, "James!"Is...
"I don't know how to begin again..."
I've never felt so lost... searching for direction. Alone. Empty.Then, rummaging in the attic, sifting through memories never to be again, I catch my first glimpse of her in the mirror. Breathtaking!Her reflection disappears and I feel her naked body on me....