Observe Stories

Lockdown hair, hairdresser neglected, touseled and freed to pursue its own destiny. Arched eyebrows, tweezer plucked into submission, shocked by the inevitable. Almond eyes, narrowed and sightless, all pupil, iris a mere halo of dopamine delight whilst mascara flecks scatter themselves across my lower eyelid. Wrinkles and crinkles in delta patterns etched across my skin, testimony to all the orgasms, all the laughter, all...

I love to watch your loveThe way you talk about herAnd glow when she’s aroundYour eyes glued to her no matter where she movesThe laugh you get when you think of something funny she once saidHow you swoon over a song that reminds you of herWhen you describe everything that makes her amazing to youThe way you blush when I call you out on your feelingsThis loveThis true loveI admire itI see your love reflectedIn your wordsIn...

I was a young teen, only sixteen, and I was forced to attend a party thrown by one of my mother's dearest friends. It was a dull party, celebrating her tenth marriage to yet another man of wealth. The party was being held at the home of the poor bastard that had married her. It was getting late at night, people were getting drunk, passing out, or slipping off for some "adult time." I was not entertained by the events goin...

Early February 2007 The Dancing DressWow! Batman another one!! I was driving back from filling up the Batcar with BatGas, when I pulled up at the intersection to see a dream; skipping across the road.About five foot six and on the bright side of thirty, Her hair was short and black, not dyed; but natural.She was very well dressed; in a one piece dress made of a silken material, in autumn colours.The top was close fitted a...