I have always found it hard to get into the Christmas Spirit. I could never understand why people would put themselves in debt, for gifts that in a week or two, would be placed in a pile of unused items. Besides, people become all cheerful on Christmas, but as soon as January rolls around, they are back with the same old sour puss attitudes. Just because I do not get into the Christmas Spirit, doesn't mean I am a scrooge....

It was 5:42 which left Kavya two hours to sleep and sweep off this night. She let her body fall on the cold bed and closed her eyes. Soon, everything came back... She was in her room, combing her silky hair while contemplating her exposed body in the mirror. She loved the way her long hair covered her full breasts and deliberately parted her legs to look at her insides. She has never been a shy girl and love wandering au...

I'm seventy-one and my wife, Anya, is seventy-six. I love names and hers fit her so very well. It was Russian, originally "Aniya" and meant merciful. She was that for sure. She'd taken mercy on me and said yes when I'd asked her to marry me. I don't believe in hating but I hated Alzheimer's with a passion. I'd had to put her in a care facility six months before this happened. I was lost without her, just stumbling along b...

Annie steps off the bus and sighs gratefully as she makes her way towards the iron gate leading to her home. Another stressful day at the office is thankfully over. She reaches into her pocket and finds her doorkey, along with a receipt for today's lunch.'Oh, that reminds me... what do I have in the house to cook for dinner?' Annie murmurs to herself.She lets herself in and locks the door, putting the key on the tray on t...

The battle deep within me  Nature fighting for release  Boldly taking stabs Unafraid to bleed Unbound and chained Confined and unrestrained  Unfettered by the rules  Restricted by the game Desires unobstructed  Relinquish all my will Emancipate my spirit Stand completely still Absolve me of my sins Punish me my crimes Nature struggles deep within Silent tears, screaming cries Unshackled from these chains  Branded with you...

Lady Lydia Hoyt-Moore stifled a sigh and fanned herself with the program from her friend's musical. Lord, how I hate these insipid gatherings, she thought and adjusted her skirts. She smiled over at Dowager Meredith Rawlings, the matriarch responsible for those putting on this despicable show. The term friend was loosely bandied around; hardly anyone had any true friends. They were all 'friends', or public acquaintances....

How can I say I love youSide by sideLife passing byLost in the imagination of the dayHow can I say I love youSo wonderfulSo beautifulEyes sparkling under the sun's rayYou are my oneYou are my everythingToday, tomorrowYou make my spirit singHow can I say I love youHands touching your skinLips joiningLost in your embraceHow can I say I love youGrasping you to meLicking you slowEyes closed, hearts raceYou are my oneYou are m...

Storm consumed Love vanished. Spirit destroyed Hopes crushed Dreams shattered Desires Abandoned Heart wounded Emotions perplexed Friends comforted Support offered Refuge advocated Strength restored Dreams created Desires restored Heart mended Emotions repaired Storm stopped Love thrived Spirit sustained Hopes flourished

My name is Genevieve, but you can call me Ginny. I’m fifty-seven years old and live in a small town in Ohio. Right now, I am going through some real rough times right now, most of it is due to the removal of my left breast, due to breast cancer. Everything is healed, and I have a clean bill of health now. However, the depression that goes with is bad enough, but I had to deal with one moody husband as well. Don’t get me w...

Down in the Virgin Islands there is a beach, it is a small, somewhat remote beach and is accessible by four-wheel drive, and then only when the path isn’t washed out from a recent rain. It is near the famous Megans Beach, and is shown on maps only as Neltjeberg Bay. I know it as Eleanor’s Beach. It is one of the most beautiful beaches in the Caribbean, or at least of the beaches I have seen; and yet few people know of it....

It’s four a.m. the feel of your soft caress down my back awakens me.I turn over to say I love you and kiss you and no one is beside me.I close my eyes wondering if I was dreaming when I felt your touch.I feel you presence as you arms pull me closer and our lips touch.The intensity of your kiss make my body tremble clear to my soul.I hear our hearts beat in unison as your spirit intertwines my soul.I feel your touch as it...