“You’ve got a run.” Mascara wand paused mid swipe, she glanced at him in the mirror. His eyes were on her ass encased in her control top hose. “Fuck, I don’t have another pair to hold my tummy in.” His eyebrows rose to his hairline. “No one is going to notice your stomach in that …
“If you close your eyes, you don’t get to come.” Nothing was harder. It wasn’t his thick fingers spearing my cunt, finding my g-spot with brutal accuracy. It wasn’t the little vibe on my clit, a focused buzzing that wanted to send me flying. It was his eyes fastened on mine. They demanded I show …
In my mind, photography is an area I have minimal creative skill in. I can usually sit down and write a story with only the slightest prompting, but struggle with picture taking. I give props to those who are experts at it because I’m definitely still learning.
This week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt is writing. I thought about a host of things I could cover here. Lots to trudge through. I’ve been writing for a long time. I’ve written about how long I’ve been writing. Things have evolved for me. From journals to blogging to sex blogging. All of it is a way …
Go here and start from the bottom to read all of the Playing God series. We’ve reached the end… for now. – They gave me a week before I had to come in and speak to the chief. By that point, I was able to eat more solid foods without wanting to rip my own …
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 …
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 …
The red light turned green and I entered the intersection. Bright headlights blinded me and I heard the impact long before I felt it. I shut my eyes and blew out a breath. Or maybe it was pushed out of me. Time still, paused as my path in life stopped abruptly. Then altered course. It …
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 …