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The Spark

To My Valentine

It started with a glanceOur eyes met igniting the sparkYour words warmed me deep within my soulLike embers burning softlyKindling the fire that was thought forgotten. In time as we grew to know each other.That spark became a flickering flame,Leaving me to...

Me And Sherie Chapter Four

A trip up to the swimhole turns hazardous

I spun around at the sound of the warden’s command. It was that asshole that always gives me a hard time. I knew this wasn't going to go well. He drove his ATV closer to my kayak and dismounted.  ”Come on kids,” he repeated. ”Out of the water.” Sherie mov...

Travel Writer

A seasoned travel writer with writer's block

Sandy Evens was troubled. She was, for the first time in her fifteen years as a travel writer, a successful travel writer at that, at a loss for words. Standing naked in front of the hotel bedroom mirror, applying her mascara, Sandy couldn’t decide how to...

Turkish Delight

A guided tour gets personal.

Nipples. That’s all that needs to be said. I love nipples. A nipple itself — or merely the shape of one seen through a bra or some other impediment — or even the slightest hint that one might possibly be in the neighborhood. Any of these nipple situations...

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Discovery

After a year of shame, Diane meets a man that introduces her to an unknown world.

Sitting in his usual booth at the Townhouse restaurant, David Kingsly was waiting for his guest. He had met Diane Murdock six weeks ago. She was quite beautiful but seemed to be unaware of her own beauty. She had lustrous auburn hair, pale skin, and a wel...

Let it Burn: Part 2

Let me taste you and see if you’re ready…

Her lip caught his attention first. The perfect fullness caught between her teeth, pink and soft. He was supposed to be sleeping, needed to be. There was a meeting in the morning he needed to be sharp for, but here he was, lingering awake, thinking about...

Woman Crush Wednesday

“We are not doing anything wrong. We are friends.”

“She's so cool.”“You mentioned that. Once a day for the past seven days.”“We clicked and soul-bonded.”“Then this should be a terrific dining experience.”“I’m nervous. What if I am remembering her inaccurately?” I posited, as Kevin and I walked through the...