The ability to smell is an amazing thing. I have always known it is one of my strongest senses and on occasions, where men are concerned, it has overridden my moral judgement. Continue reading The Past Smells of Men.
As I was saying in a recent post I love to be challenged by writing fiction. This story is a series and I have let the character grow and lead me as I write. Continue reading The Curse. Part Two ~ The Gym
Writing fiction is relatively new to me and I love it. It really gives me a kick to create a story from a small idea that grows bigger as I think about it. Continue reading The Curse. Part One ~ Black Spots
I’d seen him a few weeks before – we had a mutual friend. It was then he’d caught my eye – his were dark and brooding. Tonight I chose to sit next to him. Someone began to place the drinks down on our large table and we all took our respective tipple. I felt a little dazed as I could smell him. Not an aftershave or cologne, him. I could smell his body, his sex, his love of life and women. My heart involuntarily beat faster. Continue reading Whispered Obscenities ~ Suggestive Erotica