winking_tiger
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | First dip | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Emptiness | winking_tiger | 1 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Dusty Dreams | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Fingers and Lips | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Faulty Spade | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Fallen Angel | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Free and Easy | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Gaps | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | dent in my mattress | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | e - I want to be one of those people | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Friday Night | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Game On | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Deserted | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
| Story | E - Shivering Home to Love | winking_tiger | 0 | 11 years 5 months ago |
My stories
Emptiness
It is hard to explain Until you find yourself driving home to an empty house, No kiss to greet you on arrival, to sit you down with tea. No one to chat to while cooking dinner,
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- 556 reads
Knickers
Six years later After the frantic fervour of lust After the shared washing basket After the sleepless nights of newborn bliss Six years later
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- 1382 reads
Random poem of abandonment
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways Well, thing is I don’t. Put your fingers and toes away and sit back down. He is eating the dinner I have cooked at the table I have cleaned.
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- 1389 reads
Strange Things
I am desperate for the love he cannot feel A hand on his, soft lips to the stubble along his jawbone, skin to skin... The conversations and the easy laughter of soulmates
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- 740 reads
Broken
He was sitting on his own when I arrived, at the back of the TV room in a green velvet armchair, biting the insides of his lips together.
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- 621 reads