Her name was Sophie, and she’d worked in the restaurant for as long as Bertie had been around. She’d worked as a table greeter and a waitress, and had even put in shifts cleaning dishes when the job had demanded it, working her way up the chain of command...
Ernesto brushed his teeth with extra vigour that day, then he scraped his tongue. He combed his hair, cut his nails and then put on his best clothes. This was his big day. He was sure of it. Today, after four years, the beautiful love story of Ernesto and...
Sometimes you're wet, sometimes you're dry. Sometimes you sweat, sometimes you cry. When I look at your face. When you kiss me with a hasty pace. When you walk with such grace. When you hug me in a deep embrace. Even when you punch me, even when I bleed b...
Fist bump, bag of pinks, access given. I'm in. I've followed her tour state by state, soul given in cunt-lust adoration. I brave the piss-scent hall and open the greenroom door. Under flickering lights, a neon-haired merkin is having a beginner's try betw...
Her legs and bum were the first things that really attracted me. She was one of those lucky ladies with no hips to speak of, and the smallest neat little bum. People came and went. I knew it was always a one-sided affair, I was in love from the start. I e...
Have you ever seen framed art in someone else's home be just the slightest bit crooked? And you want to fix it so desperately, but you don't even really feel like you should be there? Except you were invited, so obviously you must belong there. Yet you st...
If only lesbians liked me. I mean liked me liked me. They like me plenty, is why I wish they liked me really. Am I the dumbest man on earth? How stupid is my stupid wish? So obvious is the folly here, but It's lesbians I've love most dear. I did make one...
Pretty boy, pretty boy, Why must you tease me so? With those chocolate eyes Staring into my soul? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Are you even real? Did I make you up While in the land of dreams? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Take my hand in yours. Lead and I will foll...
I saw her again today and my heart leapt into my chest. I need to know that she'll be a safe place to land when I fall to pieces and that I’m not wasting my time and energy on her because I don’t give out my heart freely anymore. She’s been there when I...
The wind pushed the curtains. Dust swirled in the morning light. She snored, lightly. It sounded sweet. Endearing.My head hurt. Clobbered my brain into submission. Sticky eyelids fighting to open and close. _“Make up your mind, mind. Is this day about to...
When I think of her The world fades away. I can feel her skydust eyes Staring deep inside my soul. I want to tell her everything Hidden inside my heart But all I can do is stare in awe; My breath caught in my throat. She smiled, I melted I am putty in he...
All of my sensualism is espoused To the drowning waters that swarm any soul, That soak in those pitiful splendors. Flourishing inside, the color that is me; While the garden’s evening flowers Bloom, without anyone to pick them. But descending from spr...
I am in love with my boss! There I said it, even if it's only mentally. I really am in love with my boss! I know, dangerous and foolish territory -- but you should see her and get to know her. She's amazing! Her name is Deanna, and yes there is more than...
Really, yoga will help with that,” I heard Belinda say. She said it a lot. Whenever anyone complained of a headache or shortness of breath or stiff back, she touted yoga as a cure. Fred was a repeat offender, and as her testimonial continued, he clearly r...
