My last Love.

A contemplative tanka poem.

"I want you. More. More."
The Bondage Erotic Story about a maid named Lucie and her Master Saro.

The Master made Big Liz carry the heavy trunk several miles out into the swamp land and asked her to dig a deep hole for the trunk. He sat at his leisure while she worked and strained for hours against the muddy ground, which kept oozing back into the hole. When the slave girl was………..

A dream is just a dream, unless a dream is somebody else’s reality. Just who is the strange wizard and just who is the dreamer?

If you like it I’ll continue writing.

Ancient history.

A poem on authority.

Story.

Story.

On God can change your season. As seasons change so do we.