Was it that I thought it?Or was it that it was?Cement it to my conscienceRemind me of your love Constantly assure meOne moment to the nextThat your feelings haven’t fadedDon’t make me have to guess I love you with such passionBut doubt and fear slip inEven when you’re next to meMy hand within your hand Even when you kiss meI think your lips misguideI’m sure that if you loved meThese thoughts would not arise I could not be...

I stood in front of the salon with the Groupon printout in my hand. I held it like an award I had won and was proud to have. It was a pick-me-up gift from my mother for when I got my next interview or two. That was why I was here, to get my nails done for an interview I had the next day. I wanted to get my hair done, but – well, my budget wasn’t going to handle that, no matter what. As it was, I had lost my cell phone, la...

Say it slowWhisper your loveSay itMean itPlease...I'm drowning in unsaid wordsUnsmiled smilesUnfucked fucksUnloved loveSay you love meWhisper itMean it Save me From this lustThis uncontrollable acheThis insatiable cravingI want youOn meNear meUnder meSave meFrom this insanity that is 'us'That is thisThese midnight calls4 am walks of shameCalls in hushed tonesUnspoken reprimandsUnloved loveSay you love meMean it.Just once.

Inside your heart,Feel my voice,Beat like a teardrop,"You have a choice."Skills of a juggler,Arms of some Hindu deity,Multitasking,Losing reality.End of the tunnel,My Silverlight,Let me go,While love still burns bright.~Roxy

Caroline looked round the hall. Was she the only one uncomfortable with her nudity, or were the others just hiding it better? Next to her Jenny smiled and turned back to watch the instructor. When Jenny had first mentioned she was a nudist, Caroline had been both shocked and intrigued. She'd never known this about Jenny, despite them being friends for years. After getting used to the idea Caroline often found herself wond...

Chapter 1 -Becoming a Victorian Mel looked at herself in the mirror, the long black dress, the corset that made her feel so slim. Sometimes she wished she could dress like a Victorian all the time. It made her feel so glamorous, so special, even if it was only for a six hour shift at a time. When she’d got this job at the open air museum it was like a dream come true. So many of her fellow graduates were still filling in...

“You mean to say she only pees when you tell her she can?” I nodded, taking a sip from my drink, ignoring the jealous glances from those around me. “What if she’s desperate?” “Watch. Grace, come over here.” We watched as my partner walked over, her skin tight dress drawing attention from the entire bar. She stood before me, facing me. “You called.” “How much do you need to pee?” “More than anything else in the world, but...

Emma froze, immobile on the dance floor as her worst fear came true. The silence was total. The audience, just a few seconds before cheering and clapping were as still as statues. None of them could believe what they were seeing. Emma wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole, but more than that, she wished she'd never agreed to appear on the damn show in the first place. It had all started with Emma's wish to...

Beth was glad to finally be on the way home. It had been a long day and she'd spent most of it dying to pee. Her boss had called her into his office first thing and given her the task of showing the new girl the ropes. She hadn't wanted the job, things were busy enough without spending the day babysitting. But when she met Kathleen she quickly changed her mind. Kathleen was quite an old fashioned name for a sprightly nine...

My story begins with us going to dinner. We have the most delicious meal, which tantalises each taste bud and satisfies our hunger. Dessert is your favourite, a simple strawberry icecream. I watch you enjoying it thoroughly but it doesn't do the same thing for me, my mouth longs for more. You’re talking about work, but all I can do is imagine myself unzipping your trousers and placing you inside my mouth, giving my taste...

I have been laid open,Exposed for all to see The scar tissue of my heartThat forms your name.For only you could penetrateMy impregnable defense,And rip from my soulThe burning forever flame.Your wiles, your smiles,Your lustful kisses, your whispers That called my name wereCruelly dealt by your conspires.You owned my heartAnd conquered my spirit.My soul painfully impaledBy your wet desires.I still tasted your carnal juices...