You walk into the room, my heart races. Beating wildly at the thought of your touch, softly against my skin. Your breath gently caressing my shoulder... slowly moving up the nape of my neck. My mind relaxes as your gaze penetrates mine ... [read more]
Jo was a brief interlude in my life. I'd first run across her at a school assembly when I was in grade ten, the October after I'd lost my virginity to Connie. I was sitting in my seat, bored and half awake. The lights were out, and a speaker wa ... [read more]