connecting the dots by editing & writing erotica
Jeanne had not been to one of Mal’s openings since they were no longer a thing, but she was invited to by him and Karys and had to go to the latest to write it up for her latest article. She had been his muse, but now Karys was his muse. With his long hair […]
The way that Mal pulled his long hair up, and looked at her Jeanne with an unmade face went through her entire body. His skin glowing but stark, let her know they were not what they used to be to each other. It was hard even though she knew it, she knew it but it […]
Jeanne knew that she had no right to feel the way that she did, but she did. When Karys told her that she was deeply in love with Mal, she knew that she had no right to be jealous about it. She was gracious with her friend of course. Told her it was not a […]
Karys finally was able to see Jeanne. While she noted that her friend looked apologetic about having been MIA, she was not even concerned about it. She had her own issues. Jeanne hugged her for a long time. It felt nice to be in her friend’s embrace, and smell her familiar perfume. She had a […]
Karys collapsed into Chlo’s embrace. Even though it was a ritzy restaurant, where Chlo had to come collect her at the door, she was able to do that there. Fall apart. And she was thankful for it. Chlo released her, and handed her a straight vodka. Not one with orange or tomato juice like the […]
Jeanne picked up roses for her apartment, on the way to dinner with Karys. She was mildly tipsy because she has been drinking wine for so long with her sister, but she was happy that that had happened. Karys stood up to kiss her, and they both sat down. “So?” she asked, and took a […]
It was an odd collaboration, but the flowing sculpture looked amazing transplanted in the cafe. All of them kept staring at it: Jeanne, Eliza and Ingrid. It was the first time since Rafe proposed to Ingrid, that they were not all staring at the diamond on Ingrid’s finger. Even Karys and Sabrina was obsessed with […]
Mal was asleep beside her, and Jeanne was somewhere between sleep and wake. Her drowsy eyelids grazed his warm skin and made her feel drugged with tiredness. “What’s wrong?” Mal whispered, rubbing her cheeks softly under the eyes. Jeanne did not even realize that tears had formed, she pressed her face to his now damp […]
Jeanne hugged Karys, before she got out of her car and walked up to her apartment. In her apartment, she wrapped her arms about herself. Thoughts of Mal filled her head, he had been texting her floral texts since she left. She really was his Fleur. She liked spending time with Karys who was like […]
Mal with a naked face, lying on his side looking at her made Jeanne feel fragile. That was why he called her Fleur, a play on Baudelaire’s Les Fleurs du Mal. She was his fleur–his flower. “Your corpse flower maybe!” she would chide, but this time, she wanted to be fragile to him. To be […]