Marks
“Purple seemed more appropriate than red … because, well, your name.” I took the roses from him and he shrugged off his coat without hesitation, stooped to untie his boots and tucked his gloves into them. The roses were too …
Category: Ephemera
Book Lust
Draw your finger down my spine. Take in the smell of me. My pages are soft, shuffling against your thumbs as you spread them. Be careful not to be cut, for I am dangerously sharp if you don’t pay attention …
The Red File
Detective Benson pulled over and put the car in park. He looked across the field to the circus of milling cops and crime scene techs and sighed. When he’d gotten the call, Susan from dispatch had simply said “That old …
Clear Blue Sky
He had fucked her, quickly, bent over the pile of his belongings. Those boxes and that hasty fuck was the last of their life together, the last of her submission to him. She locked the door and turned to look …
Weak Flesh
“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It’s been three days since my last confession.” Father Robson sits in the confessional, his soft, pale hands folded in his lap. “Yes, my child, what is your sin?” “I struck my son, …
The Epiphany
The night air was cool as she pulled him by the hand from the throbbing nightclub and into the dim alley, her back immediately against the wall, his hand under her skirt, sinking into her silky wetness. It was always this …
Elegant
Every morning on his way to the train and every evening on his walk home, Edmond passed a beautiful statue in front of the courthouse in his town. Not surprisingly, it was a recreation of a classical style, a perfect …
After
It was a good second date. He was less tentative, less shy, more willing to be taken and led, in conversation and in hand. Unlike the rainy afternoon of our first meeting, chaste and sweet as it was, tonight was …
Torn Asunder
The elevator can not hold our urgency, our desperate need. Your fingers have already traced my thigh, bare under this summer dress, and found their apex, the lush jungle under lace. The hotel room is 6 doors from the elevator, …
The Switch
“Darling, will you lace me up?” She lifted the pale gold waves of hair at the nape of her neck and shivered as his fingers wound around the velvet ribbon crisscrossing up her back. She adjusted the front of the …
An Evening Out
“Are you ready?” He calls out, “If we have to go we should at least be on time.” He jingles his keys in his pocket, irritated by how long she’s taking. He checks himself out in the hall mirror. Unbuttons …