Prologue  Her head hurt as she wandered along the rocky shoreline. Oblivious to the waves washing over her feet, she was lulled by the sound of the surf, but the cold breeze seemed to cut right through her.  'What am I doing here?' Sherry stopped walking and gazed out at the ocean. Heavy cloud cover blocked the sun, turning everything black and white. Wisps of her dark, shoulder-length hair danced in the breeze. Looking b...

Your faceYour lipsYour body excites meYour touchMy fingersExploring our sexOur bodies So tightly woundInto each otherOur mindsThink as oneI am you; you are meI feel your breathLike a warm summer breezeSo many small deathsWe're drowning in passionWaves of pleasureWash over usSweet and saltyOur bodies glideWe revel in passionOur bodies collide    

Olivia Mathers grew up in Little Rock. A big city compared to many small towns in Arkansas, its sprawling charm offered little opportunity for her.A nomad by nature, Olivia made up her mind long ago to get her 'country ass out,' and that time had come. Staying there permanently, just wasn't in the cards for her.Her daddy, Carl grew up on the family farm and expected all four of his kids to get married, buy a farm and have...

I sleep And you are thereI breatheAnd you are thereI dreamAnd you are thereI cumAnd you are thereI singAnd you are there I bathe And you are thereDo I need to get a restraining order?

I swell Your touch excites me My skin trembles at your touch Nipples hard you lick my body Delightful warmth runs down my legs Touch me finger my hot, wet hole Female fingers I cum, oh sweet release! My turn, now, to lick your sweetness Let me suck your clit Let me  Nibble your pink nub You scream and juices flow My tongue in you excites me Oh God!  You thrash and scream Your legs Wrap around my head Euphoric bliss You cu...

Silently opening the bedroom door, he crept in and watched her as she slept. She was the object of his desire and his only focus. She was his vice and addiction. The moonlight lay bare the curve of her back and soft, slim waist. Her feet stuck out from under the sheets, slipping off her naked body making her look like a beautiful work of art. They'd played like this before, but this was different. He was looking at her wi...

Jessica went through picking up the remaining clutter before leaving for her weekend with the girls. The peanut butter put away, she loaded the last spoon and cup in the dishwasher. "I'm outta here, Robbie," she smiled and gave him the obligatory kiss on the cheek. "See you on Monday. Be good." Rob got up and walked her to the door and waved goodbye as she backed out of the garage. He was relieved to be rid of her for a w...

Walking up the driveway of her well-manicured home, Naya carried a stack of books that seemed much heavier in the sweltering heat of the afternoon sun. She was thirsty and grabbing a cold soda from the refrigerator was her top priority. The vision of her stepfather, Rob, washing his car gave her pause as she stopped to watch him dip the orange sponge into a bucket of soapy water, then splash it down on his prized red Cama...

Journal Entry Number One:I didn't realize that I was feeling so lonely. I was in denial, and honestly, the haze that fell over me like a dark cloud made me almost unreachable. Dealing with the loss of my wife was not something I was ready to do, and I checked out for a while, unable to face anyone.I have three kids whom I adore, and they need me to be their dad. They've lost their mom; they should not have to lose me too,...

I miss you in the dead of nightthe soulmate that I'll never knowI miss you in the morning lightthe love that I can never showI've waited and I've stopped to looka secret, an unfinished booka whisper in somebody's earthe thought, the overwhelming fearwhat could have happened, why did you go?someday I would have loved you soIf I could, I'd make you warm,and simply hold your handbut sadly you were never born inconvenient and...

Your side of of the bed is empty But I don't miss youYour absence gives me more spacenow I sleep in the middle I don't need anyone, not even you. No man is an islandWell, I beg to differ. I despise love, it weakens who I am I am alone, just how I like it. I am a rock. I am that island.

Charity flipped on the windshield wipers and turned the heater up while she negotiated the Chicago traffic. It had been freezing all week, and the rain was coming down in sheets, looking more like a solid stream rather than individual drops. She’d worn her favorite skirt today, and the knit pullover sweater she had on clung to her body showing off her best assets. Her beige canvas raincoat was in the seat next to her umbr...

The wireless network downloading the codes managing Candice's internal simulators began to sync, pleasantly warming the sim card in the small compartment tucked behind her ear. The routine was nothing new to her and was a significant step towards preparing for her next guest. 'How very odd,' she thought as she assimilated the digital instructions. The idea of being changed by the mainframe commands unsettled her.  She cou...

Twenty four hours previously… ooOoo “Good day, sunshine,” Pete sang the Beatles song to Tara in a slight whisper, gently waking her up in the late hours of the morning. The marine layer kept the beach city overcast, and the breeze of the cool September air felt good on her tired body. “Hey beautiful,” he said softly, as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “Eggs, bacon, toast or yogurt?” he asked as he put the tray down on...

It was his birthday, but not even the sunshine of a beautiful day could cheer Pete up. Thirty-three years old and still single, he was re-evaluating his life choices, and mourning opportunities that he had sadly let slip by. Of all his failures, he knew that nothing was worse than losing his high school sweetheart. She was tall and slim, a delicate beauty with blue eyes, brown hair and a smile that would melt even the col...