I have experience. But I also have anxiety and with it a fear of failing myself and others. Experience says I can do this thing because I’ve been doing it for a long time. Anxiety says… you may think you’re capable, but boy are you wrong. Eroticon is rapidly approaching and I’ve been in this …
Someone stumbled upon my blog by searching Hannibal and Will non consent. If you’ve seen the tv series, you’ll understand the characters. If not, it’s a reference to Hannibal Lecter. Anyway, I chuckled at the search and then my friend challenged me to write it in a serial. I’ll give it a try. Go here …
She’d climbed on the bed on all fours like he’d asked and waited. Naked, the ambient air raising goosebumps on her skin, she waited in perfect position. Patient. He was nearby she sensed, but he stayed out of her direct sight and she didn’t want to break position to look for him. Why leave her …
I was reaching for my gun with every ounce of remaining strength I possessed. My fingers barely brushed it as my vision started to darken. “Uh uh, detective.” He knocked it away and something broke in me. I had zero assurance as my life faded that I’d wake up tucked in my bed this time. …
He’d spotted her at the club, her rosy cheeks giving her away. The nervous beating of her heart was better music than the stuff blasting out of the stereo. It took nothing to lure her back to his nest. Less to strip her of her clothing. Tilting her head, she offered him her throat. Her …
My mother always said keep your plans simple and your escape route clear. Great advice that’s kept me out of a lot of trouble in my life and career. Admittedly, I was only really following part of that plan for this, but I had a backup if things went awry. When things went awry. My …
Follow along. Quickie. – The release process was the least painful part of the whole thing. At least I was out of that cell. I had grand plans to concoct this elaborate scheme to catch him. Something better than my last attempt that didn’t end with more words carved into my skin. Instead, I got …
The kitten has landed. I repeat, the kitten has landed. I meant to write this before I popped in for a visit, but my work schedule didn’t allow it. So here it is a day late. Kitten does Daddy: in and out This is a short visit. 11 too short days with him. I see …
I eyed my lawyer, frustrated by the whole process. If he wasn’t a friend, I’d lose my shit on him. This run around and grilling was getting on my last nerve. Twelve hours in the county jail without a shower, a toothbrush, or a moment to myself would make anyone a cranky bitch. Being on …
Follow along – When I woke up… was it hours later? I glanced at the red numbers on the bedside clock and they made no sense. My eyes took too long to adjust before I could read. 4:45am Been out for a while then. I swallowed and then groaned at my sore throat. Talking was …