The room smelled just like the Catholic school I grew up in. It was a smell impossible to lock down, one I never thought I would smell outside of Glen Ridge – yet here I was states away, and the smell of old fabrics, settled air, and dark histories invade my nostrils as the songs…
A Diamond in the Rough
Each reflection offered her a different perspective of herself. In some, her side part, flipped across the front was magazine worthy. In others, it was a bad hair day from an 80s B movie. Her face was squat laid over the house across the street – the one hidden by a large, stone fence, but…
Changing the Blueprint
Dana Shanomy once owned DesigARK, an all inclusive shop for any design and renovation needs, until her attorney did his own underhanded renovations to some paperwork to sell the company far under market value to his mother-in-law. Dana bands together with DesigArk’s recently fired employees and current intern to secure the evidence needed to get her business back before her life is completely demolished.
Unfinished Fantasy
Math had never been a strong suit of hers. It wasn’t any easier with her cold fingers making their way over her clit, traveling down further. The familiar wetness greeting her, helping her fingers to glide inside of her. They had known each other 10 years, 20 years, 15 years, it didn’t matter. It had…
Waiting to Die
The wall of dread stood before her tall, dark, and imposing. Small sparkles of light were visible behind it, at least she thought they were. She believed they were. She wondered if it was enough to break through. It hadn’t been the first time that she had stood before this wall, but for some reason…
Words of Longing
Rough, the scratch of the pen against the paper. Ears could bleed for less. They wouldn’t bleed, not this time, this time they would be subjected to far worse. Everything had changed between them, and yet everything was exactly the same. The very palpable air that had woven itself around them only managed to strengthen…
Lures of the Lake
Everything was basked in gold as the sun set. The green tips of the trees and the darkness of the lake came alive in the golden glow. Two adults, not obnoxious teenagers, not retired farts – eased their kayaks into the lake. One man. One woman. The man offered the woman a hand. He stood…
Pumpkin Pie
The back of her knees were damp, as were her underarms and chest. She pulled back separating their lips. Something was different. Before Lucinda could get too tangled in her thoughts, Dave had tangled his fingers into her hair. He brought her face back to his. Lips collided, tongues intertwined. Tip to root they were…
The Unsuspecting Recipient
“What’s this,” Kailey said as she picked up the game box that had come in the mail, “ooohhh, it’s the crime box I got you, right?” She asked as she shook it.
“That is is,” Mark answered. “I actually finished the one from last month a few minutes before you called me. I have the first two in the closet should you ever want to give it a go yourself.”
“Maybe I might,” Kailey said exaggerating her shoulder movements, “but first I would like to start this one with you.”
“Start with me,” Mark asked as he took the box from her and got up to get scissors, “you mean this isn’t something you can do all by yourself?” A tone of mock horror danced through his voice as he teased his girlfriend. They had been together a few years and there was nothing she couldn’t do herself.
“Obviously, I can,” she sassed him back, “but on the off chance it’s scary I’d rather watch you squirm first.” The two erupted into laughter as Mark walked back over to the couch.
Guilt Like Molasses
Passion radiated between them. Veronica’s face, flushed and warm, turned up toward the ceiling back toward the wall behind her. Her hands slid across his back, up his neck. Her fingers tangling his hair. His tongue trailing down her side, punctuated by kisses along the way. Reaching further into her as he worked his way…