"God, it's hot," I thought. The air was so thick it was difficult to breathe - and, looking up at the sun, I saw it was surrounded by a milky haze. I sneezed. "Bless you." The familiar voice behind me in the queue caused me to shiver despite of the heat - and, after...
My dearest Margaret, Picture yourself on a boat. On a river. And naked for your lover. Casual as a Venus posing before her bath, you hover, no, float over the water, yet drift among the reeds and lilies. How does the lover sigh over your breasts? or is it merely the...
She sat back slowly in her desk chair, feet pulled up with heels hooked on the edge, second cup of coffee cradled in her hands. The smoky curls of steam floated lazily upward. Her thoughts wandered through a mindless jumble of nonsense, no real coherence, as she...