I always have to meet that guy. That one guy who I convince myself, against my better judgement, to keep seeing. That guy who is honest and tells me from day one that he is “dating” someone but yet I still feel compelled to meet him. Oh it’s not only the fact that I had
When I saw the lights come on behind me my heart began to race. I suppose it’s a normal reaction, but since the authorities in my area tend to like to pull people over just to “check on things”, I should be accustomed to the feeling by now. Hell, I haven’t been issued a ticket
Well after an interesting conversation at the bar with an adorable cowboy, I couldn’t help but get a little dirty and write a story. He was super sweet like a puppy dog and kept saying how needy he was, but I saw his eyes. There was evil in there that needed released. Mmmm…I hope I see him
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK I peek from around the kitchen wall to see her open the door for him. He’s tall- taller than anyone else I have seen. He greets her on tip toes with a hug as he walks inside and I hear her little voice, “I missed you.” He hugs her tighter before she leads him to the bedroom.
Trust me my loves, begin reading part one: Captive… “Oh fuck yes baby!! Oh fuck, oh God…mmmm,” I moaned and screamed as he pummeled me with his fingers, fucking me with such depth that I couldn’t wait to have the rest of him inside me. With that thought, my body began to shake then release. I let go and
For some reason I can easily tell my friends that I love them, it’s true, I do. But the words that come to mind when I have no words at all are “I Hate You”. It’s a mix of frustration, flustration, and whatever other “ation” you can think of to match. Generally it comes out
I have no idea how long I have been handcuffed here, but I’m starting to get worried. I must have passed out for a while. If I could kick myself for not having a cuff key with me I would, but it’s not quite that easy when I’m on my back on the floor of a van.
Today’s post on Singles Warehouse is called Winning the Battle . this was FUN!! I didn’t know how it would turn out. I was at work one night trying to think of a story line and feeling very uninspired. One of my coworkers and I were chatting and I said, “I should write from the viewpoint
Like I said last week, I am going to try to do something new. I want to tell you what inspires my Thursday stories then link them for you. This one is just trouble. As I sat here feeling uninspired and frustrated I was bound and determined NOT to give up. I’m not a quitter,
Single Dating Diva is just a gem if I do say so myself and her Booty Call-iquette hits the nail on the head. Since most of my Titty Tuesday posts are about Booty Calls, I think we should set some ground rules 😉 When you’re finished, head on over to her blog and check out