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Erato’s Misadventures – For Whom the Chaos Unfolds

“So your…vitality…is rubbing off on everyone around you, causing avalanches of activity from amorous to downright dirty? Wow.” I shook my head. “That’s some serious energy.” […]

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Erato’s Misadventures – Afternoon Delights, Part II

Suddenly, I had the urge to run my hands through his hair and caress his face. I gulped, unable to comprehend my thoughts. He stood there looking at me, smiling sheepishly, tall, and handsome. […]

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Erato’s Misadventures – Brothers and Sisters

“Er, I want you here as soon as you finish up whatever it is you’re doing. You’ve got the address. Let me know when you’ll arrive. We’ll catch up and then grab something to eat. I can’t wait to see you.” […]

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Erato’s Misadventures: The Tragedy of Erato: A Monologue

I suppose it’s like sex on the beach – better in theory than in practice unless you’re well prepared or you really, really like sand. Maybe a cell would be sexier if the bed was softer and the heating worked. […]

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Erato’s Misadventures – Prologue

I’d also like to be very clear, if everyone involved isn’t into it, it’s not erotic. It’s not sex. There are plenty of other words for it, use one of them. Need a clear analogy? I can hit you with a frying pan, but that doesn’t make it cooking. […]

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Poetry After Dark: First Lessons

It is the spell that words weave, the heart that skips, the stomach clenching, the ache behind your eyes as you feel the loss, the pain, the gasp, the relief of triumph. […]