You truly have iambic meter down to an art, Richard, but you’ll never get away with ogling other girls at the bar. We are always watching your eyes – the windows to your soul. Kisses are a dime a dozen, but a wink in a crowded room – that’s a fortune in affection.

xoxoxo

Brilliantly penned, DK. There is always so much depth underneath these saucy tales you weave my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your vote: Buckle in girl. I’m getting ready to spill my guts. And it’s nothing to be proud of.

OMG, HJ. Yeah, exactly like that. Come over here and lick it off. I feel like feeding you.

This is one scorching story. Outstanding. Your a talent DK.

Well, M’Dear 🌺

Let me start with this: “GULP!”
Nowhere is there a “fiction” tag … thus, as wonderful as it is to imagine it’s all or partly fact (and, I’ve read every chapter through “Back In The Kitchen”), your unrivaled gift as a master raconteur has drawn me into every stunningly vivid detail of each breathfilled, thrumming moment, as though I’m alive in each character’s skin.
It’s truly staggering how erotically graphic and honest to reality the entire timbre is, all without a smidgen of disgusting ugliness … it’s entirely not in WHAT you write, but in HOW you write it, how you put, how you make it come across as though it’s all as humanly natural as one slipping into their shoes … as though it’s exactly what I’d do and how I’d act under the same circumstances.

And, in addition, not a grammar, syntax, or diction gaffe in the lot … sighhh! Writers like You could put editors out of business, make editing arcane.

Oh, well … here I go again hogging all the air, wearing thin my welcome. Let me close with a very-very sincere, “Thank you, Lady-DK, for the sheer enjoyment of sharing your phenomenally rare prowess with a sparkling pen, Our Exemplarily Skilled Writer!” ⁓ Richard🖌

PS: in a lull, drop by my place to see what I’ve been up to of late … hint-hint! ; )

Love those opening lines. The write felt like an emotional rollercoaster like most situations like those are. Great ink.

Clearly, I’m late to the show, but whew loved every second of this read.

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Such a hopeful write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

That is all we can do. Try to smile and keep going. Nice poem.

I’ve had days just as you described but without the anger.
All that is certain is that your mood, like everything else, is impermanent.
While your feeling like crap its a good time for introspection.The way out is in.🙏

Happy Wednesday Fia. I know it’s not a great day for you.

hello beautiful Fia I feel you on this I can’t shake my mood either and I’m getting nothing done I have no motivation pain sucks it right out of you great write 💕

Powerfully penned, Fia. I think your day will get better my friend, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you, girl. It was a very difficult day. I straightened it out. I did use that fury to help out, though. lol

Use that anger to reflect and learn what not to do, so the situation can be controlled and conquered.

Brenda, I cannot imagine the pain you’re going through. Losing a parent is nothing compared to losing a child. My heart and prayers with you. You can do him justice now for holding onto all the memories and writing about them. I hope that helps a lil’.

Daniel

Your beautiful tribute Brenda is heavenly. My thoughts go out to you. xo

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello beautiful Angel thank you what a tender and loving song…it’s very hard I keep remembering the day he was born and his milestones I miss him…I want to quit being sad but I don’t know how…I appreciate you listening 💕