Author: musicalmia

This little story is from my first year at college. Enjoy!

It’s lunch time and Mia quickly walks by all the students in the quad.  She has a rendezvous she can’t be late for at the end of the athletic field, there is such a small window to be in each other’s arms.  For the last year they have been eating lunch in this favorite place,  on top of a small rise with a long single staircase down the hillside.  As Mia comes around the corner, she can just barely see the bend at the top of the rail through the trees. She is slightly disappointed to not see Justin standing in his normal place, but anticipates she won’t wait long.    Read more »

It’s quiet, the world is asleep. I spent the day fighting dragons, some real some I created myself. For the most part I know I am just tilting at windmills, problems that were never really problems at all. These dragons haunt every step in my waking hours but boldly confront me in my sleep. There is but one safe place in my day, here in the witching hours wrapped in your arms. 

I can feel each point of contact on your skin. They remind me of your sweet ministrations the night before. You began by crawling slowly to my face, following the length of me on the bed. Your height dwarfing me, your long fingers lovingly tracing from foot to breast.  I had spent the day attempting to ignore the heaviness on my heart, brave face to the world. But, in an instant you spotted it, attuned to it’s cries.  Your hands sought out pressure points of pain,  soothing them. A gentle caress, a long glide of fingers along my neck, across my shoulders to my hand, where you took my fingers and pressed them gently to your lips. My dragons are stopped at the gate.  Read more »

Thank you for reading. I have been slowly writing up episodes in my life tha I enjoyed. This is one.

It was one of those fortuitous moments in life. There had been a lot of impassioned thrashing in the car, but there wasn’t enough space for all of them to get what they needed, too many arms, legs, and lips trying to vie for better positions. The night was hot in San Diego, too sticky to have the car be still, the beach too sandy for their activities, driving around was the only way to manage the heat.   The glowing lights of the cheap chain hotel beckoned at the next exit.   They hurriedly scraped enough cash together in that way of young underemployed people and got a single room with double beds for the night.  They were a random collection, Mia, her best friend Liza, Liza’s current flame, What’s his Name? (it was ok not to remember he wouldn’t be around next week) and Jeff, the driver.  Jeff was one of a three brother/cousin combo Mia had been ambiguously dating. Mia and Liza were a mismatched pair, where Liza was long and lithe, Mia was short and curvy.  Liza had all the bravado of an experienced woman, Mia was several years younger and still new in her experiences.  Read more »