Deuxième partie

Continued from Causeries d’un Cabochard Dante closes his eyes, breathes deep her fragrance, and it gets him high, "It is these moments, it is tactile is it not?" He slips around her, hand across her midsection, and he whispers in her ear, "When you can feel the fire someone ignites from deep within. The only action you … Continue reading Deuxième partie

I had been writing…

A little here and a little there, I think I will c/p them here, maybe they are really a coherent tale my mind makes at random... He looks down at his hands, considers the wasted time, a gun in one hand and a cigarette in the other. People always take for granted the fights other … Continue reading I had been writing…