Bring That Bottle Over Here

Press play… Kick your shoes off, do not fear. Bring that bottle over here…” – Bob Dylan “You heard the man,” Mina whispered with her slight European accent. Apple grinned and did as she was told.  She was not certain if Mina was meant to be Spanish or Portuguese, but the accent was very alluring. The music slipped through the small …

Crave to be Closer

“So you’re the photographer?” Mina grinned and her red lips sipped from the red wine without answering. Chuck walked up behind the other woman and put his arms around her.  “Yes, Candy, she is the photographer.” “I didn’t see you there.”  Candy turned to kiss him and almost knocked the black Fedora off his head.  In heels, she was eye …

Please…

Mina pulled lightly on the handcuffs causing the chain to jingle that was around the slats of the bed frame. Sun blazed in through the large window of her apartment and light the room up with heat. Mina’s brunette hair was matted to her head from sweat. Sweat also trickled off his bare belly and legs below. Each ankle was …

Awakening

It’s cold, he thought as he shifted under his duvet in the dark room. The full moon shot a little light in through the blinds, but not much. Shadows danced about the apartment along the walls around the bed as cars passed on the street below the apartment. She was gorgeous, he recalled. Thoughts of the brunette photographer brought a …

Story of the Black Hat

She snapped a picture of him from 200 metres away. Mina pushed brunette hair over her left ear, and the ends swayed just above her shoulder. She stood, legs spread apart, aimed and fired. She called him “The Black Hat”. He always wore a black Fedora that matched his suit. The suit was always three pieces and, though a different …