Wanderlust Stories

"Take me with you, please, Mister Conroy. I will go anywhere with you, do anything you ask, with no trouble." I was stunned. I had spent the previous two days and nights sexually using Maria in every way possible, even to the point of binding her and flogging her. I never truly injured her—I’m not a monster—but still ... Her Central American family, in danger of losing their ranch, had "given" this stunning woman to me in...

Call me Zoe. That’s my name this week, this month, in this city. I tend to change it to fit my mood, my current path, much like I change my hair. You could call me a nomad. I’ve lived on the East Coast, in the upper Midwest, northern New England, the Southwest, even the deep South. Well, spent time would be a better description. “Lived” connotes more permanence, more rootedness, than my life has seen since I ran away from...

I can’t go very longthese days before I get the desire to see herHer eyes, her smile her bodyI feel an ache, a craving eating away inside of me An itch that I can’t scratch myselfI need to feel the touch of she whocares for me and has a similar ache within her selfI tell myself I’m my own man again and I've got places to see and wander through aloneBefore my eyes go dark and Time claims me for itselfBut my empty bed feels...

Wanderlust,Happens when you leave me,You walk away and need to go,You take your love,You forsake my lust,You let me go and Wanderlust takes over.Wanderlust,Pulls me forward,Away whilst you are gone,I can't stay still,Wanderlust consumes me,The way you don't.Wanderlust,Brings me to my knees,The ground in the pouring rain,Lost without you,Though the need to be free,Collars me hard.Wanderlust,When will I see,What I need is n...