"A young, lonely widow reunites with her love."
When I was in high school, my American Lit teacher had us read Moby Dick. It was a daunting task at the time, but I have always been glad I did it. There is a scene near the beginning of...
"Smith wakes up next to Melody..."
Golden fingers of sunlight started reaching through the blinds to hit me in my sleepy eyes. I rubbed my eyes and let out a long, slow yawn. After a few quick blinks I looked over to see the musical auburn...
"His words to me, a wish and a desire..."
You approach my chair, stop close, and give me an inviting look. I gently tug you onto my lap.Encircling your waist, I pull your back to my chest. You sigh happily and I sense your smile that matches my own.The exposed...
"Waking up to a surprise"
I feel a touch upon my breastEyes open, your smiling face before me.Gentle fingers play with my nipples.Your tongue meanders from my neckAs a river flows towards the sea.You find the source of my secret streamAnd bathe your face in...
We sat at our usual corner table where we met every Friday to smoke and drink coffee and catch up on each other's lives or just make each other laugh.More often than not though these days, my mind would begin to wander and...
"A random act of kindness leads a chance encounter one snowy morning"
The morning sun streamed through my window, waking me up to a winter wonderland outside my bedroom window. White flakes were still lightly falling as the last vestiges of the storm said goodbye. The overnight snow laid a blanket of...
"A casual, but perfect date night"
It was a cool Saturday evening. We had just eaten dinner at a nice restaurant, and we were both satisfied. Given there was still time, we decided to hit a bar, and we found this cute and chill bar somewhere...
"Two people, seeking solace in one another...?"
I can’t help feeling increasingly aroused as I watch from the sidelines, as my father - the best man - dances with one of the bridesmaids, who he’s met for the first time just this weekend.She’s in her late twenties...
"A man's last story tells his children, and the world, why he wants to be buried in a local cemetery."
I don’t know why, but I have always been fascinated with cemeteries. As I travel around the country I often walk through graveyards– especially country graveyards– and visit the graves. Back home, I know most of the departed by name.Perhaps...
"Letting go of the past isn't as easy as it may seem..."
It is a spring evening in 2000. I am twenty-two years old.We sit across from one another in a restaurant booth. Meg’s black hair comes just past her chin. It’s the shortest it’s been since high school. She’s wearing a white...
