"Diane and Emma finally spend the night together, but they have to be quiet."
On Diane's third night at the retreat, hot, steamy dreamsof her and Emma flowed through her mind. She woke up wet and horny and slipped a hand down between her legs. She thought about what it would be like to...
"The Magic of it All."
Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget;It's the absence...
"Diana and Emma continue to find ways to please each other."
Diane and Emma had spent the rest of the second day staring at each other and stealing touches when they could. But they had no real opportunity to be close until the afternoon of the third day. After lunch was...
Some things exist only in the silence,in the spaces in between the noise stolen moments in life's chaos where true love simply exists.When life's constant noise stops finally we get to just breathe. It is in these rare moments when...
More than simply quantity, it isThe quality of your words thatRemains with me.Not simply the sounds,But the silences.Music, some say,Is not simply about the notes,But it is just as much about theSilences between them.Each night it is the same dream,Each...
"Has the silence always been so loud?"
In the quiet of the nightYour voice on the phone,Is the last thing I hear And then I am alone. I know goodnight will comeAs we talk about our day,I have grown to love you so much Please tell me you'll...
"You patiently wait and your patience makes me want you even more."
There are days where I don’t knowWhich way to turn.Pulled in a thousand different directions,Everybody wants something from me.Except for you.You have been patient and understanding,Even when I know my silence isFrustrating.Disheartening.Heart-breaking.But you send words of kindness,Of longing,Of desire.Of patience...
"Rachel wakes tied to a radiator and waits for her master to come home..."
I open my eyes to the dimly litliving-room of our flat. It’s grey outside; typical British weather. Cold, cloudy. It’s October, so winter is just starting to creep in. I’m chilled to the bone, wrapped in my clean white blanket...
I like subtlety.Your last email made it clearThat you are not a fan ofSubtlety.Too soon, too fast,Take things slow,And yet your other words,Made it abundantly clear,That you don't care for myBrand ofSubtlety.You've made it clear what you want.I knock on...
