Even though he wore suits tailored cheaply in Hong Kong, his business card said he was the Assistant to the Associate Director of Commercial Leasing, and I was impressed. Despite being engaged to the second oldest son of the best cosmetic surgeon in Brisbane, I hungered for him to fill the empty hours between Bootcamp… Read More 50 Shades of New Farm
“Hold your hand up.” “Why?” “Just do it. Palm facing me.” I held my hand up as she asked. She pressed her hand against mine, aligning our fingers and wrists. “Do you feel that?” “What?” She pressed more firmly. “That.” Slowly I began to feel the gentle pulse of her blood and mine beating at… Read More A MOMENT
Music – Richard Rogers, lyrics – Oscar Hammerstein & Me. Drinking at lunch time and long into night time Partying all night and trying to score a line Not going home to the fat lady sings These are a few of my favourite things Walking home barefoot with high heels in handbags Thinking you’re hotter… Read More MY FAVOURITE THINGS
You know what I find the hardest part when I write something? That people always recognise themselves, even when they weren’t the inspiration in the first place. And that when I write I risk hurting people who aren’t in fact the target. When I write it’s because I feel the need to get something out,… Read More A Problem For Writers
Have you the time to walk with me a while? I feel the need for a moment with you. I don’t mind where we go to so long as we’re together. Hold my hand if only in your mind. Imagine my arm around you. Walk slowly down the pathway. Savour every step. by caz.
“I thought you said you’d never done this before.” You shrug. “I haven’t.” Yeah, perhaps. I feel sweat run from between my breasts, down my side, under my back. I shift onto my stomach and you try to look shy. “You seem to know your way around a woman’s body pretty well.” “And you said… Read More You