She took the towel he offered. And then his hand. White gown, still pristine in colour, if not form. He watched her peel it off, lace clinging to her curves. Trim the hem, she told him, it trips. And she tossed it to him as she wen to call the…
*Image (without text) via Ambro on FreeDigitalPhotos.net Here’s the latest accusation that falls on me – RUDE. Also, inconsiderate, unkind, impolite. Hang on, who is calling me all these names? Yes, men. But what kind of men? Men I’ve said NO to. These are NO to sexual advances. NO to…
Magic showed up at 3AM. I was still up when my video chat icon began flashing. I answered to find him yelling….
Today is a difficult letter. I didn’t want to do the obvious Xmas or X-rated. So here’s something I thought encompasses a little of both – love and sex. For today’s A to Z Challenge, I give you X is for X and O.
On 26 Nov’08, a young man walked into a train station and changed the lives of millions of people forever. I am one of those people, because I am a Mumbaiker.
After 20 years of swimming, I conquered the most fundamental of human-water relationships: getting in. Underwater is where it is at.
This is a story of one of my favorite games.
I wrote this in February when red, dancing and unexpected affections seemed all around.
Now here’s a story based on a little something that happened in real life. I once worked at an office where the printer was named for the employee who was seated closest to it. It created some mirthful situations. This however, is fiction. For today’s A to Z Challenge, I…
N is for noir fiction (my first attempt). And N is also for a Nice Guy.