This is part two of three of a series about a friend MaryAnn who stayed with my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend and me, after separating from her husband. My ex-girlfriend was going out of state for her mother's birthday for a few days. Two days, three nights al...
I should apologise, I really should. Two days since I’ve last seen or heard her. Alright, that settles it: I’m going over now. Red roses and sparkling wine? Oh man, she’ll melt in my arms. It’s worked before and it’ll work again. Fool-proof. Grab this shi...
last night I lit the candle, the one that you sent me. as I inhaled its fragrance I was drawn by the soft light to where you were waiting within the flame. yet you did not burn for you were the source of all light there. cautiously I reached out to touch...
Was is yesterdayI stood atop? Looking down from OlympusThat world I marveled athas stolen youIt had no rightI was not ready Do you remember the sun? How it cared for usnurtured us Then turned us overto the moonWill you hold that?or lose it? As I must now...
It’s been weeks since we were together. Time has crawled by and my thoughts are still on our last phone conversation. Randy spoke of many things and reminded me to pick him up at the airport. As I stand in the gate terminal waiting for him to arrive, I s...
1964 It was at one of those crazy, wild parties that I saw her. She was dancing to a Stones number, her arms above her head, her hair cascading over her shoulders. She was a couple of years older than I, and seemed so grown up and unobtainable that I just...
This story was told to me by an old friend. After we had a few drinks he told me that he and a friend had fucked my wife and her room mate while we were separated. I had heard a somewhat bland tale from my wife after we reunited but I really needed the se...
