How this life can change In the blink of an eye 8 seconds that steal Your love from your side Leaning, leisurely, provocatively Teasingly, at such an obtuse angle Premonitions of laneways And shattered bones A buzz in my ear as her name is whispered A ravine etched into your face A lifetime of carving […]
Bitter Sweet Erotic Stories
Tales for the broken hearted and unlucky in love
It is a Sunday evening. A single girl’s heaven or hell – depending on the mood. This Sunday is a good one. I am at peace and feeling productive. Groceries bought, whiskey nips, dog fed. I run myself a bath to soothe my muscles sore from a workout and to set my mind to relax […]
First of all, this is a cautionary tale. You never know where your secret home made porn might end up. So there are 3 things you need to keep in mind: – How much you trust the recipient – How much you would care if the content went viral – How likely is the recipients […]
For years you can wear the mantle of singledom like a burden. An onerous inconvenience to be shaken off and discarded. Constantly seeking and yearning and dreaming and scheming to find love. Well-meaning friends tell you cannon fodder fables about “when you least expect it” and “when you’re not looking”. Self help books tell you […]
It’s been 8 weeks since I smelt his hair, since I felt his breathe on my neck, since we made love. 8, long, anguishing weeks. That feel even longer when I realised I will never see him again in flesh. The though brings a hard lump to my throat and a cold sweet to my […]
We met when his girlfriend left him. She left him high and dry, an immediate vacuum begging to be consumed. But she only left him temporarily and we both knew that. It was a Halloween party, plied with whiskey. Short, black dress and fishnet stockings. We were a train wreck waiting to happen. He couldn’t […]
He was dark skinned, smelt like sweet chocolate. Startling white teeth flashing with a glint in his eye. She was loud, obnoxious, often drunk. The band was loose, psychedelic – a slow grind followed by an impossibly long crescendo. Exhausted, they would pack up their instruments. She met him for the first time at an […]