What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
She lay motionless under the warm comforter. Exactly when or why she had shifted from dreamless sleep to wakefulness she couldn’t be sure. Since no light yet peeked through the narrow gap between the drawn curtains, she surmised it was still well before daybreak. But she didn’t turn her head to check the decades-old digital …
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The Christmas we didn't get ... In the darkness before sunrise, she sits, a steaming mug of coffee in hand, watching the early morning traffic below her. Although only five in the morning, she imagines people are beginning their morning commute early, desperate to get home to their families for the holidays. She can …
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My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to god You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything Help me tear down my reason, help me it’s your sex I can smell Help me you make me …
Chapter 1 Summer 1995 Palermo, Italy John glanced up from where he sat on the couch reading on a Saturday afternoon. It took several days for the Salem paper to make its way to Palermo, so he was stuck reading Wednesday's edition. Folding it with a sigh, he put it to the side when he …
She sat staring out the window, not really knowing what she was looking at, just knowing that it wasn’t home. And home was where she wanted to be more than anything in the world. She wanted to feel her husband’s arms around her, to hear him tell her that he loved her, and only her. …
Coming Home Marlena glanced into the full length mirror in her bedroom. Her quest for tonight seemed simple enough. 'All right, all I have to do is, go downstairs to my mother's stupid party. Get my cheeks pinched a few times, listen to people say how much I've grown, then say I have …
Home sweet home, she muses as she steps closer towards the double doors that will soon open up to reveal her often tumultuous but nonetheless precious, beautiful life and adoring husband; the only man who can take away this bone deep loneliness she feels inside. She’s been without him, without his touch for nine months, …
John walked as quietly as possible behind his wife. She was too busy digging through her purse looking for her keys to notice him coming up behind her. Jerking the purse away from her and laying it on top of the car he said, “Put your hands on top of the car and spread ‘em.” …
This story is what the title says, a series of compromising positions. When Marlena Evans found out about her husband’s infidelity during their Hawaiian honeymoon, she was outraged. Hurt, angry, and very vulnerable to her stepson’s abuse. John and Marlena went through lots of up and downs during the next 2 years, but it ended …
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“Oh God Doc, you have to stop doing that if we are ever going to make it to the Kate and Romans 3rd wedding on time.” John said looking down at the blond between his legs. She was alternating between running her mouth and her right hand over the bulge in his pants. Her left …
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