Every morning I look at his face and listen to his voice saying things to me that I long to hear repeated over and over. I long for him to think them. This week I am having to let go of a lot of things . Maybe I should have let go of him, too… Continue reading Voices
Open
When you have us on our backs and you open us up for you, does it matter who we are? Are we all the same to you. Just wet pussy lips welcoming you in? Or do you need something special? Is it the person that creates the hunger and need that gets you to that… Continue reading Open
Stalker, Kidnaper, Lover
I grew too impatient to sit on my next writing, so let Amazon tempt me into another self-published work through Kindle Unlimited. I hope you will consider reading. Sometimes your heart wants what your heart wants. Jane is exhausted. A successful professional and caretaker to everyone in her life, she longs for just one thing:… Continue reading Stalker, Kidnaper, Lover
Having Experienced Both
“Having experienced both, I am not sure which is worse: intense feeling or the absence of it.” -Margaret Atwood Having Experienced Both I would much rather feel. All the pain and the pleasure.
The Perfect Sadist
He is the perfect sadist to my emotional masochist. Daddy has left marks without even lifting a hand or touching me. Leaves me with that uncertainty and unsettling feeling. Some marks puncture the skin and draw blood, but that is not necessary to get the blood pumping and the heart racing. Maybe though, I will… Continue reading The Perfect Sadist
