Splay

Bee’s whimpers of need were, frankly, pretty pathetic. As was the way she raised her hips in the air, trying in vain to reach something to rub against. Her gree...

Struggle

Sometimes she can’t do it. She can push past her nervousness and shyness. Luckily we have figured out a language of looks and lips and whispered prompts. Someti...

Sister

“I can’t say it out loud,” she said, turning a rather remarkable shade of red. They were in his living room, relaxing on the couch as they often did on their we...

Slip

“Daddy.” She couldn’t help it. It just slipped out. It was on the tip of her tongue the minute someone’s hand slipped down her pants. Sometimes she forgot about...

Ruin

We are adults. We are responsible. We respect each other. We are kind. We are fair. But the other morning I saw you in that little pink dress and your eyes were...