"Pam makes their time in the clinic's john special"
The coffee pot reminded us at six o’clock we had an appointment. Pam went for the coffee and came back wearing a worn-out sweatsuit. She had ruffled her hair, it was all over the place as was her lipstick.“Woman! What...
"In old age, a lady remembers her first time"
The sofa broke my fall with a gentle bounce that propelled me back onto his body, into his arms. I leant up, and our mouths melded seamlessly into one. We both fumbled with the other’s clothes, kissing frantically. What I...
"Two best friend's re-enact an interesting night a bar..."
“Dot, are we really going to do this?”Holly seemed suddenly unsure as she looked up at the fluorescent purple sign that hung above the door. It read Velvet Verve; it was the bar where, ten years ago, they had met...
Sometimes, I was your tyger,Pounding obscene, greedy pleas from your hot, clean mouth.Sometimes, I was your guilty lover,Stealing hard groans from your slick depths.Sometimes, I was your appointed tormentor,Imagining your tender cunt crying tears of ecstasy hours after I’d released...
"In memory of my dear friend, que descanse en paz."
I thought I saw ‘the one who left too soon’.(I call him that to separate my thoughts,Of those amongst the living with his name.)He spoke but once, inquiring of my life,Just like him, to think of others first,And not to...
"He promised he’d return; she promised she’d be with him in Spirit."
Their last kiss was laced with a passion meant to linger and sustain. Then, he marched to war, head high, ignorant of the horrors ahead. When his eyes clenched to the red, she appeared in a yellow dress. Soft breasts pillowed...
"The first talk of the day between the couple..."
I woke up at seven am, Ashley was still asleep next to me, but my first thoughts were of Sarah.Was she okay? I carefully extracted myself from Ashley’s arms and slipped on my boxers, followed by my shirt; then picked...
"A woman ponders if she has had a nocturnal visit from her deceased soon-to-be husband"
I'm sitting on the side of my bed. Remembering the day my future husband was killed. Thinking back, I can’t believe it has been a year. A year ago, I was three months short of becoming Mrs. Peter Thornton. But...
I saw you tonight In the reflection Of the moonYou were staring at meReminding meI belong with you I felt you tonight Reaching forward In a wave of truthAs we were dancing Lost in our movementsIn a rhythm for two I cried for you this night Creating a...
"Working outside was a great way to remember what’s important"
Lounging in the poppy fields while writing my article was a very interesting idea.“Thank you for moving our office space outside today."Micheal responds lovingly, "No problem, my darling.”“I need to get this just right, I need to make sure no one forgets.”With...
