If you can, I’ll certainly let you. My vacation has started. Glory, glory! After 10 straight days at work, I’d say I’ve earned it. Two weeks off from work to not do anything so just spectacular. I’ll be visiting friends, deciding on applying to a program to start an advanced degree, and heading to a …
She Is ever ready Body displayed A perfect example A beautiful presentation Posed for one purpose Yet carelessly forgotten
I wouldn’t be missed if I disappeared. I would, as in me. It’s my blog that would fade right into obscurity if I suddenly stopped posting. People always chastise me when I mention that my blog hardly gets any hits. I should participate in memes (done that), or writing prompt sites (done that), or comment …
Been a bit, huh? See here for other parts. Here’s what came just before this. He was intent on dragging her the entire distance by hanks of her hair if the strands slipping from her head were any indication. The pace he set made rising to her feet impossible, and her scalp screamed in agony as …
Is this an update of sorts? Time to talk really. This is my blog so in theory I can do what I want. Since I’ve cut my hair, I’ve struggled with how I’m perceived. Let’s all be honest and say our definition of beauty is colored by a multitude of things. Attractiveness is as well. …
I’ve been slacking on Please because of work. While I get moving on editing a bit before posting, enjoy an older story. There’s something about the broad expanse of a man’s back that gets me unbelievably wet. It screams strength, power, and force. Just the sight of a bare back, those muscles flexed, that power …
Been a while. A quickie… Be as still as she could. A slow breath in through her nose, an easy breath out through her mouth, and a gentle rise and fall of her chest. Nothing more than that. Her instructions were to keep her eyes closed as she was decoration for the pleasure of her …
When I’m awake this late My mind going for reasons unstated I become excited by dawn Eager for the brushing streaks My face turning to the window My eyes searching for the sun’s blush Taking snapshots of the sky mentally Holding the first breath of perfection Making it mine for just one moment Praying I …
Thirty feels no different than twenty-nine. Well, it doesn’t if I don’t think about the fact that my next major decade is forty… Never mind that potential mental breakdown, I’m back from vacation. Sadly that means back to work soon. I keep thinking about how I don’t feel real sometimes. Take this perfectly staged photo …
I almost titled this “I wish I wasn’t”. Because I care too much about how people feel about me, I don’t handle people turning away from me well. Opinions and silence matter equally to me, and inconsistency is confusing. I wish I wasn’t so sensitive Unbelievably fragile when I don’t believe I am Speak with …