Dear G, It has been almost six weeks since we last saw or spoken to each other. In fact, the last moment you saw me, was when I ran past you getting into B’s car and I didn’t even give you my usual bear hug. G is it weird to have THOSE types of thoughts...
Agonizingly slow, the clock ticked on. Seconds turned to minutes, and eventually, the hour passed. Alas, the period ended and the usual rush of “busy” college kids began. Busy, I snorted, their biggest concern is the massive kegger going on this evening....
The last gray wisps of sleep fade away as I feel you snuggle into me, your hand sliding across my tummy to rest against the curve of my breast. "Good morning, sleepy head," you murmur into my neck with a kiss. "Same to you," tousling your hair, knowing we...
You know how in life we all want to get laid by our crush? I mean, we at least think about it more often than we admit. Well, I got my wish around my third year in college. It was an accident actually. I wasn’t even trying to impress him. If anything, I w...
We lay side by side on our backs at the pool’s edge, spent and out of breath, our nakedness streaming with rivulets of water and sweat. Faint patterns of reflected light shifted rhythmically over our skin with the rise and fall of respiration as heart rat...
Leaving Trish in her pool, the walk across the street to my house seems as though I am floating on air. My two brothers and Marty are not going to be back from their round of golf at the Tilted Rock Country Club for another hour at least. Entering the hou...
My eyes opened with a start, and I was no longer alone. I could write that it was the fervently imagined, mind-blowing licks of Mr. Weston's inquisitive tongue that came to life and expertly supplemented the gentle rub of my fingers as I floated suitless...
Amidst the flower beds one Saturday afternoon, the phone quivered in my pocket. When I saw the sender's name, my legs followed suit. The text simply read, 7:30 . The gardening gloves came off in a rush. Yes, I texted back after drying sweaty, unsteady han...
My best friend Marty invited myself and my two brothers for a round of golf at the Tilted Rock Country Club where his dad is a member. I declined, saying I had several lawns to cut this morning. To earn some money, I was able to get seven homeowners in th...
Sunday, Feb 21 Dear diary, I'm aware that you are but an inanimate object, yet you've always been my best listener and my confessional. I know you can keep these secrets, so dark I wouldn't even entrust them to my best friends, let alone my slutty little...
I miss the smile you give meMiss the cute little responsesThe enthusiasm you showed when we spokeWe were friends, but I caught the feelings.When everything is going good, you have to expect a fall,But I didn’t see this coming.And now, you don’t want to ev...
Another woman. At nineteen I was too shy to admit the desire openly, but it was certainly there. It was so real I could almost touch it. I would lie in my bed at night with a candle lighting my room, illuminating a huge poster of a beautiful couple who wa...
I slept in that next morning and didn’t wake up until eleven. It was Saturday and I loved not having to get up and rush out to school. The fact is, I loved to sleep—still do, but not like I did when I was a teen. Anyway, when I got up, I looked out the w...
I was seventeen, almost eighteen, when Tollie moved into our small apartment above the carriage house. I didn’t pay much attention at first when my mom rented it to him. After moving into the huge house we inherited from her grandfather, my great-grandfat...
My freshman year of college I met a girl named Miranda. She was shorter than I was, at about 5’5. She had shoulder length black hair with a strip of bright blue that went well with her soft green eyes. Her bubbly personality and positive energy only made...
