Thursday, September 5, 2013

A SEGMENT FROM MY SHORT STORY BLOG (The whole story can be found on my blog)

Taking a stroll in the night air allowed me to disconnect from the world and give the much needed attention to my senses.
He invaded my thoughts forcfully like a a dictatorship.
Gazing at the half cresent moon made me take deeper breaths admiring the rusty red and gold illumination it was giving off.
I still t...
hought about him.
How he held me and whispered my name made me want to stop playing tough, swallow my pride and go over to see him.
I vowed to leave him alone. Like all of the good men out there, I was tangled in a web I had woven for myself powerless to stop it. Did I want to stop my escapdes with him...nope! My heart was saying danger, but in between my legs said this is what I wanted.