Once upon a time ago when I was 17 I found myself in the big smoke, London, which for me … More
Tag: nudity
third wish
wandering hands
Rising out of a dream I opened my eyes, the passage of sleep was still slow to disperse so I … More
now you see me
Supine, I conform to the curves, to the body, their body, their fault lines becoming my fault lines, drift aimless … More
the colour red
~~ A festive treat ~~ The door opened. I froze. We were on the bed still fully-clothed but in a … More
into
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OOday again
Seems I keep missing boobday. So, I noticed it’d been a month since the last time I missed it so, … More
vertiginous
I was, how old? It was a rave. It was loud. It was colourful. It was wild. Of course it … More
proxy
I dream of your handstangled like needin my hairas I breathe you in. I dream of your handsfinding every curve … More
an act of faith
Sex is an act of faith. It’s filled with hope and with anticipation that it’ll turn out to be as … More
OOday
Did I miss Boob Day? Again? I keep doing that, I never get the days right, totally hopeless at this … More
lace #2
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lace
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awakenings
I was pulled to the edge of the bed before I fully realised how far this was going……. I was … More
silent cacophony (triloquy #1)
Hands move along the backs of my legs and over my hips, across the small of my back, along my … More