Monthly Archives: November 2008

“Did you have naughty dreams?” he asked facetiously. “No. I don’t have naughty dreams.” she admitted, sadly and matter of factly and honestly. “I have this recurring dream scape where, no matter who I’m trying to make out with — … Continue reading →

“Have you ever wanted to get naked with this girl?” she asked him, not really waiting for his answer. This was the last of her confessions that she just couldn’t hold back. She was truly enjoying their BFF-hood and wouldn’t … Continue reading →

The long hike had left them hungry and they found themselves at the little neighborhood grocery store to fill in the gaps for their dinner menu. He grabbed the cart. He looked at her and smiled playfully. “Look, baby, we’re … Continue reading →

The four lovelies sat at the far end of the back of the Mexican joint, the last table before the stairs to the loft. It was the post-holiday Friday out, a time to catch up on the past months churning … Continue reading →

There’s a line from In the Land of Women uttered by an adorable foreign model to her BF from across the table of a booth at a little cafe that goes a little like this: “I need some aspace. And … Continue reading →

“I like the pace this is moving at,” she said to her friend as they strode along. “I’ve known I’ve wanted this beautiful boy for months, but – for whatever reason – it’s been a nice unfolding of get-to-know you. … Continue reading →

“Are you ready for this?” she asked blithely, despite the inherent weight of the proposition. “For what…?” he asked. “For this. For the beginning of an us,” she stated intently, her gaze never wandering from his, as if she was … Continue reading →

When your head and your heart agree, say ‘YES.’