the end of the begining
In bed we tumble– having to part now seems particularly difficult and cruel after spending so many days making you hard, watching you cum, you returning to me all the orgasms I could ask for and more. I didn’t know how to explain this to you, and maybe was too scared to try an attempt [...]
expect nothing
I tell patrons at the library to “expect nothing and you will find everything.” While this is advice I attempt to follow myself– particularly when it comes to sex and love– I think somewhere in my the back of my mind it’s not what I believe. I believe I will find love- and it will [...]
fuck love
It is hard to believe it has been a year– every morning, afternoon and evening still poses the same sadness and loss– and none of us are okay- we remain in a collective sadness, but– we remain. Joy slips in and we have to take those moments when we can- knowing the lows can only [...]
fill
It had been months since we’ve been able to connect, to escape, but it was finally here– two days off in the middle of work week. Two days of absolutely nothing and I mean nothing- no connections- no Internet, no cell phone- no other women, no other men- just the two of us. And I [...]
perfectly fuckable
I thought about you again, yes again. You did know I thought about you in the shower the other morning. You made me late for work ya know. But last night, it was late. Too late. I had been writing library stuff– expounding upon the virtues of collection development. For the past hour, though, I [...]
research
It’s always an enjoyable day off when I can spend it being the deliciously greedy slut I am. I have been trying to explore the variations of orgasm I’m capable of achieving. Waves flush through my body, quivers from the core of my cunt outward or mild rushes to full on mind blowing orgasm. Such [...]
