I stand in front of the bedroom mirror looking at how I dress. Black Italian soft leather loafers on my feet, black Dockers with a very fine crease for pants, a light blue cotton shirt sans tie with open collar and a black sport coat make up tonight's war...
I never meant to kill him. There was one moment, just a single moment when I genuinely wanted him dead but that isn’t a crime is it? I mean on TV people get whacked over the head all the time. It never seems to do them much harm. They simply pass out for...
Mysterious, powerful, relaxing, adjectives describing the wind. It’s everywhere and nowhere. So perplexing! It’s will, no man dare rescind. It refreshes more than sun or seas when it chooses to wear its outer breeze. Just as quickly it dons its wrapping g...
If I could curl into your arms, and stroke your chest hairs, I'd be a happy girl. If I could feel your arms wrapped around me, as you caress my back, I’d be a happy girl. If I could feel your lips on mine, kissing me tenderly, I’d be a happy girl. How I l...
I was nervous, As you might expect. When he reached for me I was shaking. I wanted to back out, But he wouldn't let me. He, being a man, Wanted me to do it. Needed me to do it. Deep down, where my passion Lies, I wanted it too. All he had to do was Gently...
Nobody said it would be easy. She just didn’t expect it’d be this hard. The clock ticks the hours, the minutes, the seconds, and with each passing minute of daylight, she sighs deeply and braces for the screams. Her husband’s arrival carries with it simul...
