The real problem with being a teenage male is having two heads, and no matter what the big one is thinking, the little one has his own opinion and wants to grow up to be the big head. Making matters worse, the little head picks the absolute worst times to...
Her Monday Day Two It is hot; steam swirling around my body like moist silk fabric. I lie there, my body stripped of any covering, as my arms remain held over my head by some invisible force; my legs spread, my womanhood open and wanton. Yet, as I lie her...
Her SundayDay One "Sí, lo quiero", that said, the flat was mine. The furnished flat was perfect, just off Plaza Traginers in Barcelona's Gothic quarter, a few minutes walking distance from the excitement of La Rambla, yet the area was still quiet. The Got...
The room is darkeerie shadows cast upon moonlit wallsThe sound of windand of sleepers down the hallThrough closed windowsI sense the moonlight glancing off of gliding cloudsI close my eyesit seems to quiet the silent loudMy mind slipsthen begins the long...
Bella Hello Again, I do hope this email reaches you...We have met before, but it was long ago and surely you don't remember. I watched you, admiring your beauty and grace, your accent attracting me, abstracting me, yet noting that your companions seem to...
