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Sam #13: The Bitter Liquid

An unpleasant blast from the past reappears to Kate and James

Recap: I’m Kate, Sam’s best friend, and housemate with her and Tom, her boyfriend. We had been living at Tom’s for nearly a year now, me in the Annexe when I wasn’t away with work which had got busier as we kept soaring our birds into the near heavens and sometimes further. Tonight, I was at the Business Network function at a nearby local yacht club and presented on the topic Small is Beautiful: To The Moon about RocketFa...

Colliding Hearts

Two hearts collide in an hour of anguish

I cannot reverse our hands of time And may never see if this may end. I only ask that you please forgive me And dream again, my precious friend. Gaze into my eyes and hold me tight As we let go on a weightless flight. Gliding over our darkest shadows Across this lonely ocean below. My angelic being is silently singing In painful heartbeats of desperation, Beckoning gracious restoration And landing us in glorious passion....

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 39

Pamela is forced to go through the unthinkable.

How do you honor your hero? The person you’ve looked up to your entire life? Your Example. Your Anchor. Your Stay. Tom Prescott was a beacon of integrity, a man who embraced every moment and offered unwavering devotion to his beloved wife and cherished family. With an indomitable work ethic and an unyielding moral compass, he epitomized the virtues of a life well-lived. He loved his country and served proudly in the Unite...

When Ravens Die

What happens when the balance of power is abruptly disrupted?

Deep within a forest in Romania… The Carpathian mountains rising above the dark green silhouettes of the three-hundred-year-old trees were no match for the splendour of the castle, protected within the virgin forest. On its intricately carved balcony, a young woman stood trembling. She’d sensed him, and her toes curled on the cold grey stone. He waited in the shadows, naked, admiring her beauty highlighted by the silvery...

Memory

Feeling totally out of place, I took off my rings, parked on the side not visible from the road, and slinked into Adam's Nighttime "adult store."

We met Jody and Eliot at a party and hit it off enough to do an occasional show with them, sometimes after meeting for dinner. We shared a common interest in theatre. They had told us it was a second marriage for them both, but not much else. Then one day Jody and I were having lunch at my place. She told me this sad story with a happy ending. OK, I filled in some details and told it in order, though it came out in pieces...

When Yesterdays Fade

Danielle learns that life is far more than waiting for the curtain to fall.

Though her voice creaked like the worn armchair in which she sat, Elsie still had a piercing gaze that conveyed a playful sharpness within. "Sit with me, child." I stopped folding the sheets and perched on the edge of the bed opposite her slightly hunched frame, smoothing my aqua tunic bearing the care home insignia. Waited. And waited. It sometimes took a while to gather her thoughts and process information, yet other ti...

When his phone buzzed, Paul was working on a design for McCormick and Garrison. “This is Paul.” “Paul, this is Deena, from the bakery. We heard a horrible crash. When we investigated, a car slid into the flower shop. We didn’t see - ” Paul ended the call, grabbed his coat and keys, and headed for the flower shop. When he arrived, it was total destruction. The car had slid into the shop sideways. Try as he might, he could...

Robot Train

Getting lost on a train.

Audra and her husband rocked in time with the train’s motion, chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga… Her head lolled against his shoulder and her calm, steady breaths led Steve to think that she was asleep. An older man read a book alone across the aisle as Steve watched the countryside pass by. Audra’s half-closed eyes were fixed but not focused on the seat’s armrest. They were less than an hour into their trip but Steve was alre...

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Under Kenyan Skies

Love and faith join forces in the plains of Africa.

Taboka lost himself in the liquid brown pools of his wife's eyes, inches above his, swiping away her tears. Their bodies bucked as one beneath the thatch, fiery fingers of African sunset piercing gaps in the mud brick walls, painting her perspiring skin copper. Tracing lines of light to her breasts, he cupped. Squeezed with each thrust, losing control at her defenceless beauty, pulsing inside her velvet furrow. Her heart...

I wake with a start. My heart is racing. I taste your sweetness on my lips. My cock aches from earlier activities. I reach out seeking the comfort of your touch. You are not there. My heart mis-fires. Where are you? The sheets are cold. You must have left some time ago. My mind races with wild thoughts. What did I say? What mistake did I make? Where can I find you? Suddenly enlightenment flows through me. You were only in...

Suddenly

I didn't think you would ever be gone

  We believe we have forever sometimes Until suddenly... someone is gone I feel like it was just yesterday that we were laughing together locked in some needy embrace I still feel your lips on mine making that tingle that I loved The one I'd never felt before you. I remember when I knew that I was falling in love with you and how much I wanted it to just keep going on. You made me need things I never thought about before...

You leftOut of my embraceOnly to returnIt’s still an empty space The holes thatYou left behindStarted to closeScars forming as they bind My heart skippedWhen I saw you thereA cursory glanceThen an empty stare Torn asunderAt a glimpse of youRipped openPlease tell me what I can do Tears formAs you walkThrough my mindBut unable to talk My soul screamsIt goes unheardIn the cold depthsThat your footsteps have stirred. What sto...

  The death of passion, cruel and sharp.  Back into my memories,  it’s terrifying.  The bitterness brings too much sorrow.  All my soul within me, punished.  The aching want within me, looking, Retreats to my memories, craving.  On that day my soul grew hungry, It threw its ghost against the grief.  While I pondered, smashed and shaken, Mind straying to my lusty affliction.  The ambrosial addiction aching, The wailing gri...

It really was no shockbut still there's the pain.Smashed as upon a rockto never share again. Sharp words that stabbed and hurtthe bond broken, slain.Messages abrupt and curt, history down the drain. Finally they moved apartloneliness their bane.Empty now was the heartleaving only a stain.      

My eyes opened to chaos. People's mouths stretched with screams, yet my ears heard nothing. Even odder, I felt no pain. Five years later... Potent energy enveloped me. I marveled at the mountain just climbed while he tongue-fucked my ear.  "On or off?" I panted. "Off. No wriggling away," he chuckled. Smiling, I detached my prosthetic legs.  Covering my nakedness with his own, he started his descent, sampling every inch of...