It’s been interesting here on the gulf coast reminding us that you never know what to expect out of life. I certainly never expected to wade out of my apartment with two cats and my computer hard drive on my shoulder, but that happened. Thankfully I came back to most everything. I wish everyone had been as lucky. I did get to see the human heart at its finest in the last few weeks however. I know Houston was hit hard, but there’s a little city called Dickinson just up the road from me that was nearly wiped out. My heart aches for them and everyone rebuilding after this disaster.
Now for something a little…tastier. I said I was going to do this every Friday and I meant it.
Exhibitionism is a desire to either be watched or get caught in a sexual act. It’s a fun fetish that is easily indulged.
In a fit of boredom Kayla followed her friend to a swingers club only to find herself immediately regretting it. Sex with random strangers in public was definitely not her scene. That was until she came face to face with a stranger named Jack and his is ocean blue eyes tempting her to step into his world.
The story that started a book that kick started my own world. Hoping to have a published date for the first book soon. Warning: most definitely not for kids or the easily offended.
If you go here there’s proof. If it’s on the internet it has to be true, right?
I post here periodically when I have a new poem to share and I get noticed which is amazing. Sadly my writing comes in very short bursts like the occasional broken water line. I try to function within the ordances of a broken government most of the time I guess. It makes my momentary inspirational moments seem more like malfunctions. That needs to change. I have a few readers and maybe one of them will point me in the right direction. I need a reading community to critique my work so I can formerly submit it for publication. Obviously I am willing to reciprocate. Below is the seventy-five hundred word short story that started it all. I wrote it from the point of view of a girl, but I was so intrigued by the creature (for lack of a better word) that I kept writing. I have a whole world now that includes one “finished” book, one that is almost finished, and plans for 8 more books. I need my tribe though.
Beware. It is dark erotica and definitely not for the young or fragile (emotionally or otherwise).