I find myself in a strange position today. A crossroads. I knew it was coming. I have been worried about it for the past year and gearing up for it. But for the first time in 30 years, I have no romantic partners. The juxtaposition of a dynamic ending this week and watching my mom… Continue reading I am not ok and maybe that is ok
Tag: writing
Writing
It is not evident at all, but I have been doing some writing the past few days. Mostly privately reflecting, though. Thinking about intimacy and what that looks like. So I am going to take a break from that for a second but not really. I was writing in a new book project I have… Continue reading Writing
I am a Sinner
“You rob trains and banks but you can’t steal this pussy for the night?” Hailee Steinfeld as Mary in Sinners. I need to be stolen. Take me. Drag me away. I want to be a sinner with you. I promise I won't fight unless you ask nice.
The Collar
(another piece of something I am working on) Once my blindfold and gag were taken off, I saw the small space in front of me. Just enough room for a wrought iron bed and a cabinet. He opened up that cabinet to take out some of my favorite accessories. He smiled as I bit my… Continue reading The Collar
The Boutique on Main
(another story prompt) I was spending another night in a hotel. It was an old hotel but new to me in this small downtown area I had never stayed in. Work brought me here. I had to make several trips to the area recently, and I wanted to try out somewhere new. My day was… Continue reading The Boutique on Main
