We met from afar, both of us longing A virtual connection, a need for belonging At first, it was subtle, a like and a comment A message to her felt right in the moment A tease and a taunt elicit a smile In my mind, it worked, at least for a while I wanted more. I needed a friend In chat, in messages, her ear, I did bend I sent the request. She quickly accepted More messages sent, we quickly connected My lows, my highs, an...
I sat there in the rear of Paula’s car as she drove; Brenda’s arm was wrapped around me. There had been chuckles at my expense, mutterings that had now just become background noise. I didn’t care if collecting lady's telephone numbers had been just a Brenda game. Let them have their fun, I thought. Inside, I felt alive, I was still thinking about Linda and the future possibilities. It never occurred to me that I had just...
In a realm of friendship, a bond unfolds, A friend, a goddess with a heart of gold, A guiding light in life's uncertain maze, A gentle spirit, like the sun's warm rays. She walks with grace, like a goddess true, Radiating love in all that she does, Her words a balm, her presence divine, A beacon of hope that forever shines. With wisdom beyond the mortal plane, She lifts our spirits, eases our pain, A constant support in t...
I hated working nights. I'm not sure why I let Jules talk me into it. Sure, the money was better for working 6 pm to 6 am, but money aside, I really didn't enjoy staying up all night. "Hey, Jessi, will you please make sure Nick actually reads this note?" I yelled to my little sister as I scrambled to get out the door on time. My husband Nick is great. He's just horrible at checking his text messages and usually can't hear...
In the spaces between, where distance resides, There dwells a cherished friend, my heart confides, So far away, yet close within my soul, A bond, unyielding, an unbreakable role. Through the vast ocean and mountains that stand, Our connection stays strong, across time's vast span, Though miles may stretch, and time may elapse, In my heart, sweet friend, our friendship firmly clasps. Your laughter echoes like a distant son...
Carolyn came home for one night midweek a few days after her last meeting with Phil. Norma and I were very interested in hearing her uninhibited account of events, which was music to our ears. Two canes had arrived at her flat by mail order. Hopefully, within a few days, she would feel both of them applied with vigour to her golden botty! We had a chat about positions for spankings, canings, and sex. My construction of a...
“…And anyway, whatever your feelings about me, I have a boyfriend. Well kind of, I guess. But what I’m saying is, it won’t matter because I’m not really single anyways.” Rachel was telling me this while sitting across from me at the dining room table with the lease agreement and a pen in her hands. She was in the middle of signing when she told me that we should agree to a no-sex pledge and followed up that statement by a...
It was close to four pm once the photo shoot was over, and Brenda said in a flurry, “My dears, it’s time for Champagne, and to relax and have a good time… You must all stay the night.” It was clear that Brenda was enjoying herself; she was in her element, entertaining. It made me wonder where this was all going, but I didn’t care as I was enjoying myself too and above all, the five of us were all bonding as a group of new...
Chapter Six: The Girl that was not Quite Tessa The snow had begun to fall in earnest long before Tessa reached the first streetside motel she could find, somewhere down Brooklyn Bridge Boulevard. Though not a large dog, the weight of Pickles on one shoulder and the pack on the other, combined with the whipping of the freezing wind had her trudging along tiredly. The new jacket was dusted with a light covering of snow and...
Chapter One: The Beauty of Broken Things Kelso paused for the shot, because it was perfect. It was not the bridge over the river, cloaked in a rolling autumn fog, and it was not the distant, hazy forms of the buildings, gray against a grayer morning sky. It was not the dark waters of the river itself, lapping along endlessly in their dance, or even the fog-cloaked hulk of the East River Ferry, in the distance that made th...
I went to the kitchen, humming and carefree, enjoying the afterglow of this morning. Maybe I should be worried about Nate, but I realized that I don’t mind him seeing any of that, and if Jerry was right, and he indeed sported a boner, all the more fun. Nate didn’t leave his room until the evening when the courier rang the bell with the package he had left at the doorstep. I went to look and realized Nate was down, also. T...
December 22nd: The Pageant The childhood fantasies of being a pageant queen came rushing back, just as those of being on the float had the day before. Twelve women, representing the traditional Twelve Days of Christmas, and each one of them shared the dream. Some of them, like Sasha and Marcy, had been the queen already. It was one more silly tradition and more reason that there was no place like Christmas at Christmas. W...
While she drove home, she called Brad. “Got any plans for dinner?” she asked. “None.” “I’ll stop in town and bring something back. Alright?” she asked. “You’re the best!” “I know. Maybe you can thank me later?” she teased. “Gladly.” She brought home dinner, and they ate it in the little dining room, but as they dined Christmas looked at the empty chairs and remembered. Seven years, but not one of them passed without that...
December 13th: Coming Home As the snowfall intensified, adding another layer of white to the already blanketed stretch of country road, Christmas slipped on her gloves, her hat, and opened the car door with a frustrated sigh. Her sneakers were not meant for the sudden cold, wet crunch of the snow that they sank into when she stepped out of the car. It was bitter, biting through her thin socks as she trudged to the back of...
Halloween, another of those capitalist holidays that I totally ignore. Maybe I would be more into it if it wasn’t that every store tries to leverage it to sell you something, showing how consumerism is driving our economy and life in general. Social criticism aside, I still planned something, this year I’m going out with a long-time friend, Pete, and his new girlfriend, Amy, to a restaurant. It is great to finally meet he...
