I fucking love heels, I have always found them sexy, but I hate how they feel on my feet. I hate walking in them, I hate the pinching and the squishing, I hate that they are so awful for the body and that they are wielded as a measure of control when it comes to…
Isn’t it interesting how fluid desire and attraction can be? It is for me, and no example is more clear than the shifts that occur in how I perceive my own body. Sometimes I feel like a complete sex goddess, replete with bewitching beauty and grace. Other times I feel like a boiled potato. There…
Emerging from the subway to the rainy street, she popped her umbrella open and proceeded across the street and down the block. The dull grey of the day made the warm amber glow of the coffee shop all the more inviting and seeing him sitting near the back on a worn velvet sofa, reading the…