Currently at work about to start that 12 (11 now) hour routine. It’s a holiday, not the point of this post, but it’s worth saying Happy 4th to my fellow Americans. I’ve been thinking, considering things over the last few days. One strange topic that’s been floating in my mind is my femininity. After that …
I wrote part of this while in the grips of medication and exhaustion. I’m only marginally more alert and traveling to boot. This particular train story won’t leave me alone though. The moment he entered the train I got that… Feeling about him. He had dark, close cropped hair that I wanted to touch. He …
The distinct smell of my arousal drifts up. My thighs spread wider as I read sending more of that musky, warm scent into the air. Feminine. That’s how I feel as a different kind of dew coats plump lips. I wonder if it’s a scent that would arouse the ardor of a man. A tantalizing …
Something new? Maybe I watch as she slips off her sensible flats, changing into four-inch black heels that add height to her slender frame. Even seated I know she’s tall and I can’t help wondering if she’s going out after work, meeting her boyfriend or lover. The man she meets behind her husband’s back, perhaps? …
I should save this post for tomorrow when my brain isn’t so fatigued from work… Meh. In an effort to help my friend Bug meet someone, I got the bright idea to put a post up for her on Craigslist. My thought was surely not everyone is weird on there and maybe this will help …
I haven’t written a story with a commenter in mind for a while. For a person who intrigues me and makes my temperature spike (do you know it’s for you?). No editing here, this is purely for my enjoyment. “You have me here, now what are you going to do with me?” I mentioned I’m shy …
This is not a story. It’s my jumbled thoughts spilling out so… My head’s in a weird place lately. Closing a chapter, beginning another, changing my geographic location. I feel like I should be more excited about going, or sad about leaving, or something other than ambivalent. I’m wondering if I need to reexamine my …
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I’m suffering from writer’s block. It happens to me every so often, but it’s been a week-long course and I’m getting a little irritated. Rather than resort to another week of poetry, I’ve decided to take up the challenge presented by Panty Parade at Off Go The Panties. She offers a way to kick the …
I usually let the blog sit quiet on Wednesday, but I have this song stuck in my head… And what does it mean to leave? Running from now to forever Away from things Maybe there’s better where I’m going Better than the whatifs here More possibilities there The road calls to me Making staying unlikely …