connecting the dots by editing & writing erotica
Death filled Jeanne’s thoughts in the most unusual way. First she saw the Santa Muerte in the window of the shop that she passed when she walked home. She thought how she wanted le petite mort from Terrence, she was throbbing so hard between her legs. Now that she had cemented her relationship with her […]
Jeanne pushed the box over to Eliza and wondered when she would notice. It was not the same box that Eliza had given her, but was oddly familiar. It was her mother’s things that she had placed in a box like her father had placed his in. Jeanne gushed a little bit at that, because […]
Jeanne did want Terrence. But at the same time, she knew that she would not feel good about herself if she did not talk to her sister about it. She left him with the bouquet of flowers, so she could really look at what was in the box. She felt like Pandora… This micro post […]
Jeanne went back to Terrence’s apartment with a bouquet of flowers and a box. She knew he liked fresh flowers in his apartment, and she figured that she needed to bring something there because she was not sure how their conversation was going to go. She had left him in the middle of Industry City […]
Terrence had pressed Jeanne to the wall, after he made her come in the middle of her new apartment in Brooklyn. She had not been with anyone since she had moved to this apartment, and she wanted him to be the first. When he kissed her she melted, but she grabbed his hand as he […]
Terrence got up, and Jeanne watched his baggy-jeaned ass walk away, and knew that she did not want him to. She followed him, and he turned around to look down at her. He put his hands on her shoulders, and pushed her back gently. “I have to go Jeanne, because if I stay,” He looked […]
Jeanne opened her apartment door to let Terrence in. She was so comfortable around him at this point, that she did not make much of an effort to really get dressed into anything nice. She did not put on any makeup, or do anything with her hair. She looked a figurative mess, and she told […]
Jeanne stopped because the street art painted face on the wall outside of the bar captured her attention. Terrence caught her attention right after. He was in a button-down white shirt and jeans. She had never really seen him look so casual. He typed on an iPad, and there was a glass of wine beside […]
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 […]
Jeanne had not meant to walk into any of this, she was only there to support her sister. She started to go to see Eliza on her own, and she knew Rafe liked this because Jeanne was not afraid to take basic care of Eliza. She had taken care of her ailing mother and grandmother, […]