• Fiction

    On the Green Line to Arlington Station

    Flash Fiction Friday Key Words:  Parting, Station Word Limit:  200 Forbidden Words:   Discreet, Forbidden, Tryst Extra Credit:  Name the train and the destination She could tell she’d had too much to drink, because she’d never be doing this otherwise–running her foot up the inside of a stranger’s leg on the train. He said nothing, but his smile was inviting. She shifted in her seat, subtly hiking her dress up just enough to “accidentally” expose herself when she uncrossed her legs. She was nervously pleased when he countered by leaning forward to “tighten his shoe laces,” taking the opportunity to gaze between her still parted legs. She thanked the gods…

  • Fiction

    Mile High Illusion

    (Source) Miranda had worked for Mr. Jordan for 15 years as the only flight attendant on his private jet. It was a sweet deal, really. There were drawbacks of course. Though she had a lot of time off, she was paid year-round to be on call. When Mr. Jordan wanted to fly, she had to be at the ready within an hour, sometimes less. It also meant she got to travel quite a bit herself. When Mr. Jordan went to Paris, so did she. When Mr. Jordan went to Dubai, Miranda did, too. She knew several languages and had originally been hired, right out of college, as a translator by…

  • Fiction

    An Open Window

    Key Words:  Late, Eager, Word Limit:  250 (there’s not much time)Forbidden Words:   Anticipation, Wet, Hurry!   It’s Flash Fiction Friday, folks! Let’s see where this one takes us. My writing process with prompts is really just to start writing and follow the lead of the words. I often am just as surprised by the outcome as anyone. An Open Window He slid out of bed and padded, naked, into the bathroom. She climbed out after him, pulling on a fresh pair of panties. She could hear the bathroom fan and the shower running, which was her cue for a little secret morning “self-love.” Shimmying eagerly onto the bed, she grabbed…

  • Experience

    YKINMKBTOK

    “Your kink is not my kink, but that’s okay”… (Wicked Wednesday Prompt) There isn’t a person on the planet who is wired the same way. Not even twins. We have our own thoughts, our own needs, our own fantasies. The things that turn us on, sometimes surprise even us (I know, I’ve been there…like – “what the hell? he’s got his hand around my neck, holding me down, and…wait! he’s sort of choking me here! oh, holy hell…I like that…why the fuck do I like that? this is twisted…”). So, we know the internal sex lives of some other people could quite possibly shock the hell out of us (or…

  • Poetry

    The Wrong God

    FFF: 5 verses of 4 lines eachPhoto and prompt provided by: http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/ The Wrong God I kneel at the foot of my heart,small and unable to move it –even naked, I cannot make it feelmy old wicked temptation. I pull at my hair, bite my own lips,to feel the pain and taste the blood,but despite the desperationmy skin and mind are numb. I pray at the alter of my own desirewilling it to enter my body–honey-slow and thick like cream–my offerings continually inadequate. I stand and turn to leave, head hunglow in fear and disappointment,terrified I cannot coax to the surfaceand understanding of my own devotion. I look upward and inward,…

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