wandering hands: reboot

I made an oops when I originally posted my last piece of writing, “Wandering hands”, it wasn’t actually the final…

wandering hands

Rising out of a dream I opened my eyes, the passage of sleep was still slow to disperse so I…

Supine, I conform to the curves, to the body, their body, their fault lines becoming my fault lines, drift aimless…

The sheet slips across my skin, soft as it feels in the stillness and motion barely making a whispering sound…

~~ A festive treat ~~ The door opened. I froze. We were on the bed still fully-clothed but in a…

This night I’d gone out in my little black number as us girls decided to semi-posh up, rare for me…

I woke up lying on a grave. At least I wasn’t in it. I lay atop a scattering of leaves,…

Something wicked this ways comes! Mwahahahaha! That’s not very convincing, is it. Good morning everyone, I’ve a special coming soon…

It was only the day after did it occur to me that, obviously of course it was bound to obligate…

“Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!You registered on WordPress.com 5 years ago.Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.” Wow!…

Seems I keep missing boobday. So, I noticed it’d been a month since the last time I missed it so,…

I was, how old? It was a rave. It was loud. It was colourful. It was wild. Of course it…