Tag Archives: 101 Words

Stretching out into our bed, “You’re still here? Thank God,” I said. A sigh, a groan a sexy poke, My fingers moving as you woke. Sunday mornings, they are the best, Stay in bed – but not to rest, Exploring … Continue reading →

There was a young girl with knobbly knees, Who had an orgasm whenever she sneezed. Her name was Rach and she had some fun, When her nose went twitchy, she looked at the sun. Her nasal cavity it itched and … Continue reading →

Sometimes a girl should stand and fight; sometimes she shouldn’t. Sometimes she needs to take a break; needs to drop everything and recover. It’s not running away when you know how to fix yourself. Fifteen hours: two taxis, one flight. … Continue reading →