He gathers me against him, Searching my eyes for passion, Nudging our noses, Caressing my cheek. I feel the surging tide of desire between us. Does he think me afraid? Or feel the fire in my trembling. I smell him; Coconut in his shampoo, Sandlewood in his cologne, Then a scent all his own. His thumb traces my lips, Gently opening them, Preparing me. Waiting for his kiss is the moment between thunder and lightning. He whi...
It was a cold February night. Lisa and I had only been together for a few days. She was a friend of a friend who had left school due to illness and when she returned, I had organized a "Welcome Back Lisa" party. After I walked her home, she had insisted on kissing me. "Thanks for the party," she said. "I'll see you." Since that night, we had spent every evening together, but nothing had happened. Now it looked like it mig...
It's taken Jill a few hours and a few joints to finally settle down from the emotional high she's been on since she left Chicago. She hasn't felt the same since she woke up from her hypnotic trance with Maggie in the wee hours of this morning. She doesn't look the same either, nor does she feel the same to Allie. They've kissed like this hundreds of times in this very spot. She thought she knew Jill like a book. But as sh...
