Catherine Emerson met Tom Quimby quite by accident one afternoon when he sat down on the park bench across from her in Rittenhouse Square. This was where she often ate her lunch, usually yogurt with peaches, or strawberries, before returning to work as a bookkeeper and office manager at Bronson and McGee’s Law office. Two days earlier, Catherine and her husband, Martin, had celebrated their thirty-fourth anniversary at th...

Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget;It's the absence of something. Something you need. Something you crave. What are you missing? The touch. The feeling. The magic of it all. The touch, Where did it go? The feeling, How can you miss it so? The magic, When will it be...

I turn the car engine off and sit for a moment, collecting my thoughts. My head is spinning. I feel as if I am drunk. I get out the car, taking a deep breath; I knock on your front door. The excitement of seeing you again is already making me hard. Just as I try and regain my composure, you open the door. The sight that greats me takes my breath away. For a second, I stand speechless, like a rabbit trapped in the glare of...

With one last stroke by the burning fingers of Satan, the final section of her hair was finished. Sure it was sizzling and burning to touch, but at least now it was straight. That was her main aim. After a couple more brushes, and moving a few strands here and there, she finally achieved an image of perfection. Well probably not, but as far as she was concerned this was the best it was going to get. With her hair done, sh...

That said, she capitulated and lay back on her bed as she waited for him to approach. Jerry, Nick, Sam, Ashlee, Jessica and Mike were all home on Spring Break from college. She dreamed of this day for so long. Mike was Sam's brother. Sam was Nick's girlfriend. Mike was not as handsome as Jessica's brother Nick, but she was not interested in his looks. She wanted him inside her now. Jerry, her current boy friend, was long...

There is a pleasure in the pain,in it's anticipation. As I wait suspended and helpless in the darkness, my flesh yearns forthe lash.There is a pleasure in the pain,as it cuts my breasts. My bodyspasms. My mind screams. If only I could scream aloud as you wieldthe lash!There is pleasure in the pain,as it subsides and gentle handstouch my torn body and soothe it, release it. Your caress supplantsthe lash.There is pleasure i...

Of Fair Warning my words are daring my thoughts are bold my temper is flaring my heart of gold Nobody but you can understand the complexity of my heart. Nobody but I can understand your want and need for a fresh start. Can you feel my passion and yearning from so very far away? No longer can I feel pleasure without you involved with me each day. How can I say the words, I love you, to someone else when there is doubt? For...

I saw you today. For a moment, it was fleeting. Our eyes didn't meet, and then you slipped away. Your lyrical voice just keeps repeating But I can never remember what you would say. Each time this happens, you wear a mask. But you remain timeless to the core. Keeping me within sights is an unnerving task. Dragging memories in my mind to the fore. I shiver, and I could swear I felt you. But each time I turn, you are never...

It must have been an enchantment. No other word can explain How I allowed your Whisper to infiltrate my defenses And capture my thoughts And my heart. My fingers touched To match your words Which called me to orgasm And joining. There was never hope for more But the magic of the enchantment was enough. But now you have withdrawn Into your shadow world Safe and Silent And left me here. My heart weeping At the knowledge Tha...

I told you once I wanted more But felt confused By my own Inability to define What air and space confine. I look at you and The answer becomes clear. What is it I want? The answer my soul Has always known… What I want is you.