When you’re a child, the scariest thing in the world is the monster under your bed. It’s even scarier when that monster is a living, breathing person. I was sixteen and I knew everything, except how to help my mother. She had taken it upon herself to save the world one person at a time and her latest charity case fast became our family’s worst nightmare. My ongoing fear was and is named, David R. Husband. Kristi and I whipped the front door open and went straight for the refrigerator. “Hey, M...

What desire hidden knows so well, disputed when the light was lit. But liquor lubricated tell, my touch had held you comforted. Though love and man did jade and turn, you gamble to advance, but forward? A chance would take to beauty feel on whim, makes the novice less a coward. So high command my thoughts and sheets, and words like pearls that crossed your lips. Eyes closed tightly now; admit defeat, to surprise unfurled by expert kiss.