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Excuses, Excuses No matter when he did it, or what state of mind she was in, there was always a kiss
Excuses, Excuses No matter when he did it, or what state of mind she was in, there was always a kiss
One More Time He had the habit of eating flowers. Not in mouthfuls, an entire rosebud in one bite. I
One More Time He had the habit of eating flowers. Not in mouthfuls, an entire rosebud in one bite. I
The Devil She was having trouble with specifics. Or, more accurately, the transition something would
The Devil She was having trouble with specifics. Or, more accurately, the transition something would
Sun “Please.” Her voice was soft, a hair’s breadth above a whisper.&nb
Sun “Please.” Her voice was soft, a hair’s breadth above a whisper.&nb
Compulsion “Do you know why you’re here?” The rhetoric hung thick in t
Compulsion “Do you know why you’re here?” The rhetoric hung thick in t
Distractions She never thought about the sex when she was having it. She wasn’t thoughtles
Distractions She never thought about the sex when she was having it. She wasn’t thoughtles
Nostalgia You never really think of yourself as ‘grown up’. You just aren&rs
Nostalgia You never really think of yourself as ‘grown up’. You just aren&rs
The Shape of Things to Come It had never been overt, but school had been the worst. Size was somethi
The Shape of Things to Come It had never been overt, but school had been the worst. Size was somethi
The Open Air It wasn’t that they were in public that drove the thrill that was running dow
The Open Air It wasn’t that they were in public that drove the thrill that was running dow
Something in the Air There are different ways to wake up. There’s terminology for it, a le
Something in the Air There are different ways to wake up. There’s terminology for it, a le
Theatre of the Peverse (Trigger Warning) Fear isn’t a vice, it’s more insidious
Theatre of the Peverse (Trigger Warning) Fear isn’t a vice, it’s more insidious
Stricture It didn’t seem fair, he thought, that the clothes could lie. Or, at the very lea
Stricture It didn’t seem fair, he thought, that the clothes could lie. Or, at the very lea
Hello Darkness There was a smudge on her psyche. A smear on the windshield of her mind, a memento fr
Hello Darkness There was a smudge on her psyche. A smear on the windshield of her mind, a memento fr
Kid for Today Something always felt wrong when that elicit thrill ran down her spine the instant his
Kid for Today Something always felt wrong when that elicit thrill ran down her spine the instant his
Dawn Chorus Mornings made her nervous. She’d watched too much Cinderella, hyperbolised the
Dawn Chorus Mornings made her nervous. She’d watched too much Cinderella, hyperbolised the
The Penguin The scene was high drama. The villain hurtling through the living room on the back of a
The Penguin The scene was high drama. The villain hurtling through the living room on the back of a
Box Cutters Gloves. That’s new. She was sure the surprise was coagulating on her face, a l
Box Cutters Gloves. That’s new. She was sure the surprise was coagulating on her face, a l
Post its The world was full of reminders, and he made sure it was abundantly populated. Every facet
Post its The world was full of reminders, and he made sure it was abundantly populated. Every facet
Aftercare “How are you doing?” She was trembling, naked, and sore. Parts of her
Aftercare “How are you doing?” She was trembling, naked, and sore. Parts of her
Three Dimensional He was finding it hard to concentrate on everything at once. It was a pleasant pro
Three Dimensional He was finding it hard to concentrate on everything at once. It was a pleasant pro
Aftermath There were track marks in her arms. Pretty plaits that ran in concentric circles down past
Aftermath There were track marks in her arms. Pretty plaits that ran in concentric circles down past
Blink, Blink, Blink The cursor was insistent. Not rude, necessarily, but pertinent, a one dimensiona
Blink, Blink, Blink The cursor was insistent. Not rude, necessarily, but pertinent, a one dimensiona
How Did I Get Here? She wasn’t sure how she’d got here.  Not in a literal s
How Did I Get Here? She wasn’t sure how she’d got here.  Not in a literal s
Lost in the After So ten minutes. Just dwelling in it, thoughts adrift, finding herself irrelevant t
Lost in the After So ten minutes. Just dwelling in it, thoughts adrift, finding herself irrelevant t
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