I was out exploring with Venus when I knocked and she opened the door. The night with her had been too short, and there I was—for the third time, the right time. She was just serving a few hungry tourists outside when she suddenly stopped and saw me approaching, at first unsure who that figure... Lees verder →
Locked in my little room, on break, I stopped studying for a while. Scrolling around now in front of my zombie screen. An Asian man who has to estimate the weight of three very busty women, feels and smells, she squeezes him between her breasts and then he emerges, looking intoxicated. Lost in size. Fake... Lees verder →
Between the terrace and me is a canal where pleasure boats pass by. Across the street, an old cigar shop flaunts itself. It tempts me. But I don't go. I won't take those big leaves rolled on woman thighs anymore. I don't want to be a copy of him. My bio dad. He procreated and... Lees verder →
She’s back. Her eyes look different, like traveling back and forth, didn’t do well. As if the pressure of being in different places at the same time, lingers on. She’s silent. While I explain the grammar of things like past perfect and past continuous. This new language for her. She wants to be in Ukraine,... Lees verder →
It's your choice "And how about if I go one day to the ladies of pleasure?"A long silence fell in the car. I could see his thoughts grinding. As if he first had something, like yes, of course, I did it also, and then suddenly changed his mind."Uhm, well, son, that depends on what you... Lees verder →
Part One I'm going to do it. Otherwise, I will jump on every human being who looks me in the eyes and smiles or better laughs at me, while I’ll give my whole soul and it would be sucked dry only to be extinguished like a cigarette butt afterwards. I don't want to enter a... Lees verder →
The bus drives through large puddles of water. Rain falls from the sky. It drives towards my hometown. I can still hear her voice in my head, a voice that crackles a little, but otherwise neatly conceals all emotion. I turn on the sound of my earbuds, louder, it doesn’t help, I turn it off,... Lees verder →
Fastfood romantics 