I’m participating in Kayla’s weekly MM posting that she’s just started. Check here for rules, be awesome, and participate. This week’s prompt is simple. Instead of speaking of my experience, I want to relive a different moment. My lips brush along his collarbone and his breath catches. I feel the shake of his body, the way …
Month: September 2014
I lifted my hand, palm up, and extended it toward her. She sat on the plush couch in my office, a distance away from where I’d positioned the chairs in front of my desk. The expression on her face far too worldly for a child of ten. I knew her history. Not in detail, but …
She Is ever ready Body displayed A perfect example A beautiful presentation Posed for one purpose Yet carelessly forgotten
He called her juicy, holding her gaze as his lips hovered above where she quivered. Those eyes had lured her in at the bar, telling in a way that short circuited the staunch feminist inside her. She felt picked out special, plucked from the bunch so he could savor her. His eyes had told her …
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 …