Lucinda was happy to be going off to college, trying to find her own way in life at last. But how would her classmates react to her? There was so much about herself that she would simply have to keep concealed. For example, Lucinda could never tell anyone...
Nightingales of a summer’s evening descend upon twilight moments, With whispers of sombre starlight found In every cup of even dropped off their heels; Collecting in my dreams, its dew is a prayer, Like rain-kissed berries awaiting eager hands, Blessed by...
I think of you glistening, wet, standing in the shower like Boticelli’s Venus And as I think of you my eyes close and I feel my hands on your body Sliding up from your beautiful hips until they cup your magnificent breasts. I can feel your nipples harden...
