connecting the dots by editing & writing erotica
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 […]
I never miss Wicked Wednesday, this is late but still here! I am doing NanoWriMo, and have been posting some retro posts this month. This is from an earlier series which I often lament not continuing. Maybe I will revisit in the future… Jeanne placed the newspaper next to her in the backseat of […]
He could not keep his hands off of her breasts, pulling just gently but firmly enough on her nipples. Her internal gasps every time he touched her were overwhelming, Jeanne felt like she was going to explode. And then his eyes, it almost hurt to look at them because they were so beautiful. It was […]
“I think Alessandra is your spirit animal,” Rafe said as he poured vermouth into their mason jars, and Eliza stared at him agape. “What are you even saying?” she said, taking a sip of the vermouth and taking in its herbaceousness. Her husband looked at her, taking off his apron. “I mean, I think she […]
A throwback to Christmas Past!!! Rafe and Eliza are enjoying Bibi this year—and Oscar!!! Jeanne is enjoying being her aunt…look for a new story about Jeanne soon… Eliza felt it had been enough time, enough time that she had spent brooding and Oscar made her realize that she definitely wanted to try to make up […]
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 […]
Jeanne only really drove in France, so driving in New York—not the city—was something she was not used to. But Sabrina wanted to see her — specifically to see someone who was not Graham. The huge house was beautiful, but Sabrina standing in front of it looked like a lost princess. She looked like a […]
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 […]