History revisited

Last year I received this email out of the blue.  I hope that you might by chance remember me… We met online some years ago, 90’s. Your tag was SweetAs… I asked you what you were Sweet as and your reply was chocolate ice cream melting on a summer day. My name is [redacted]. You and I enjoyed a lot of correspondence. […]

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“No man will ever have this…”

When I was a lesbian, one of the things that turned me on, wildly and stupidly, was the thought that ‘no man will ever have this…’ When we tangled up together, all long limbs and smooth skin, when I traced her amazing breasts, when she thrust her cunt into my mouth, when she reached to kiss me, […]

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Word power

When I first told him to call me ‘Ma’am’, he wasn’t happy about it. It made him uncomfortable. He LIKED using my name. He half heartedly protested.  “But ‘Sharyn’ has come to mean ‘Ma’am’ to me…” he said. “That’s what it MEANS.” I didn’t change my mind though, and he dutifully started using it. Awkwardly at first. […]

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Boxes of memories

I have boxes that I move from one place to the next, leaving them unpacked and unused. They contain my journals from the days when my triumphs and failures were written down painstakingly by hand. Endless pads and notebooks lie untouched in there. They also contain photo albums of yore, from the days when you had to take film into the camera shop and have them developed, […]

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Besties

It must have hurt like hell, but I can’t remember.  My best friend of my teen years. We were inseparable. A set. Always the two of us. Our names running together as if we were one whenever anyone talked about us, invited us anywhere, was looking for us. “Where’s SharynEnMaria?” “Are MariaEnSharyn coming?” She was the funny one: social and likeable. […]

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Braille

They look impossibly soft, your lips. Cushiony silken velvet. They beckon me when your mouth forms words. I know you are speaking to me, I’m listening, truly I am. And my eyes will flick up to yours when I answer, when I move the conversation forward, then they will drop to your lips again as you speak to me some more. I’m hypnotised by the movement of your mouth, […]

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Twice

Twice I have had men in my life say to me that they couldn’t come and see me.  Twice they were remote from me and there was an unspoken agreement that they would visit when they had the chance. In each case, it was a big trip, a long trip, but a given. It was what we did, […]

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Careless words

I read a post on The Drew Duality that stirred up a flurry of tiny memories. Drew had a bad night with his partner, not because of some huge fight, but because of a couple of exchanges where his partner hurt him unintentionally. It’s a post about expectations and saying the wrong thing. We all have our moments of ‘wrong responses’ […]

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My first crush

I was tiny, a child, maybe 3 or 4 years old. I don’t know. His name was Johnny. He was not a child. He was a grown man, the son of one of my parents friends. I have no idea how old he was, but he wasn’t an ‘older boy’, he was a proper grown up.  He was a in the navy, […]

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