“… his mind skittering, his hand moving like a machine. The hard-on was physiological, he knew, early morning blood rush to the spongy tissue of the corpora cavernosa generated by a thalamic cascade of irrepressible hormones. He honored the physiology with cylindrical fingers and his palm. To finish …”
– remedies, Kate Ledger
Masturbation, the literature way.
Text of the day
Be Bless
Love,
Amanda
“The cars, motorcycles and occasional truck pass him by. Drivers and passengers are oblivious to his existence. He sees the searing heat of the asphalt. It is not a gentle sun but the quiver of the leaves of the big tree he stands under, tells him there is a breeze. He watches the birds sing. They are silent to him. He feels calm and experience an ever present tranquility. Almost.
That same moment, many miles away, the same ungentle sun beats upon the bus she is traveling in. The air-conditioning in the bus blows with vengeance an uncomfortable cold wind. She pulls her cardigan closer to her chest and folds her arms; her head rests against the window as she closes her eyes.
… She closed her eyes as she took in his last embrace. “I have to go now.” She feels his lips gently upon her cheek. “Go in peace Huat.” She feels one last tight embrace, followed by stillness in the air.”
– The Strange Tale of An Incorrigible Expat Playboy short stories, He Waits, Peter Chen
Didn’t realize that the person in the 1st paragraph was just a soul till towards the end of the story.
Thought of the day
Be Bless
Love,
Amanda
“But I had followed our routine everyday: walking down from Guy’s Campus at 5:30 in the evening, down Southwark Street, up Stamford, turning right at the IMAX and up Waterloo Bridge-our bridge-the strengthening smell of the Thames filling my lungs with anticipation, my feet quickening in step with my heart as I hoped to see you hurrying from the other side in your DKNY shirt and Gap khakis to meet me at the halfway mark and complete our day.”
– The Strange Tale of An Incorrigible Expat Playboy short stories, Shaina’s Inbox, Sandeep Shete
and complete our day.
Thought of The Day
Be Bless
Love,
Amanda